Lyrics:
family, girlfriends, they all hate
Scared they gon' get left the way they treated me
I cannot forget all of your tendencies
I'm learning to forgive y'all
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
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
'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl
She do it on purpose
Tom Ford high heels
She love her Birkins
When she come around me
I get nervous
Straight vibes, lowkey
Closed curtains
Trust me I
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine)
Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (vocals)
Bob harris (boy
We ready
Up and ready (Up and ready)
Up and ready gotta go yeah
Up and ready gotta go (Gotta go)
Up and ready gotta go (Gotta go)
We up
to pressure you just can't stop thinking 'bout you
You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend
I just wanna know your name and maybe some time
We can hook
like a hazmat
When I lay it down
Get money like it's Aflac
4 lit like B.o.B
Talkin my shit like i'm T.I.P
What that mean i'm a king of oneself
Let that
Have it lookin
Like marry
Pussy niggas tom
Rat niggas
Be Jerry
Two bad hoes
We out
By the
Parry
Get to the cheese
I ain't talkin
Bout dairy
Fly over
know me get a woman on mi bed
What if I, what if I, what if I (what if I)
What if I do? (Ahh)
She asking if I gotta girlfriend what about it if I do?
sound
Shakin' street, say you gotta get down
Streetlight Sammy decided to make the trip
All the way from New Jersey on his girlfriend's tip
He
But I wrote this scheme at
Little China eatin' Chinese food
I spit China
He food and I chew through niggas
Pause! See Charles gotta trick
Hoes to get
tracks
Ear to ear I can't have 'cause the fear my peers defamed rap
Now we
Gotta get back to the music
Gotta give back to the youth this product
brown nose)
There's rich uncle Bob, I say now what you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna brown nose)
You get stopped by the man, I say now what you gonna
the street (go hard)
I am gettin' it in until the end
I gotta go (go), go (go), go (oh)
Go hard
Gotta go, lemme get the car key
You don't want it with
You know im the shit
You gotta addmit
You know im the shit
So you gotta addmit
Yall is pretending
Yall is pretending
He gunna talk i go and get it
Get
Get somewhere, say I can't sit here...shid, gotta sit somewhere
I had a dream I was rich somewhere, then I woke up... a glitch was there
Gotta fix
Crackers buy coke in the club
Get high in the club then die in the club
But they gotta bring identify in the club
If you see me in the club give a pound
daughters, mom, dad, wife
If you gotta best friend, just know they hard to come by
So through my cycle of duration
Dealt with plenty tough decisions
Sat back
curious and I'm serious
Drop by in a drop benz
So get money til' the world ends
So still face I won't been
So get a ring and call the fellas
'cause me
get the fuck outta here" too, after a while
She gave me some time, but like, I was twenty years old at this point
She was like, "nah, you gotta get
of my exes
I be fuckin with my new jawn
Stop by on her way to work and she getting that work while she putting her shoes on
Hop in the rocket, I gotta
to have to see
How these chinese jamaican tried to draw it by me
It never ceases to amaze me
Me'shell: Ain't nobody gotta know just how much you want
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