Lyrics:
I'm just another Russell Group punk
Just another Distrokid kid
Just another dime-store Tom Verlaine
Waiting for my 15 seconds of fame
When the child
Life in General is to complete ya mission
I'm goin 20 fa 20 I see it wit clear vision
& I ain miss it's sumin like Tom Brady precision
Gotta separate
yak
On my Tom Brady shit Callin' me the quarterback
Four man play, we boutta run it
Brought my own smoke, I don't even gotta bum it
Young, handsome,
Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper you know
Yeah, a viper cause you might lose a life to the side by like
What
gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's
pray to God to guide you
Every Tom, Dick and Harry
Gotta make the right decisions
The premier decision I want you to make
Is to get born again
You gotta
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get
doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I mashed up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in
to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some
and all your girlfriends
Tonight’s gonna get real hot
Ima welcome you to my world
And we gon party all night
Put them drinks up in the Air
I know you
Hook:2x
This gone make ya bob ya head & groove & this gone lift ya spirits up that's true & this gone make ya wanna 2 step & move said this gone be
star
To get hit by a moving car
Or drown in my own vomit
Soul is tarnished, gotta ruin her
And no one told me there'd be days like this
Sad face, I'll be
you eat, then keep it sweet y'all
Oh baby I'm so hungry
You got what I need
Let me get in there
Gemini keep my mind outside
I've been looking for
and
Someone gets the blame
You can canvas all my customers
They'll tell ya I was framed
Tom Nook here with an island announcement
An unscrupulous character has
back
Uh, uh, uh
But I gotta go, I gotta go
I got some money to get
Bags to get on the road, out on the road
Smoke my dope (smoke my dope)
Call
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
have no competition
Got a shank by my dick, gave myself a circumcision
Get these people off the streets I do it for my city
Just played a game
chargin' niggas
You gotta have the right plan to
Shorten a niggas life span
You take a life man, you could get a life man
If a snitch sit right on the stand
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
cars by the date
So fuck what you heard, I'm the man girlfriend
Pullin' up in racecars, this nigga just got a Benz
He on 106 New Joint, I'm on MTV Big
always catchin' a flight (hey)
And sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the night
And that's when she flip and get on some old that ain't right
It
ears, seven hunnid for the rings
I'm a black millionaire, fuck what the Forbes say
I'm a cold-ass rapper, I get hotter by the day
And she know I hit it
might wanna come and get you, bitch
Now everywhere you may see me surrounded by bad bitches like Rih-Rih
Got them booty shots, look like Nicki, face
with jelly
I gotta slow down or else its my belly
Nothing to worry stay calm it's a party
Chased by the baddies like its tom and jerry
I never be shy got
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