Lyrics:
you can blow me, not by pourin' out ya eyes
Talkin out ya neck ain't flowin', no don't coincide
Puff the foliage was told don't go inside
Aromatic
how to make crack from cocaine.
1. Look for the nigga wit the whitest snow
2. No buying from no nigga that you don't know
make yo way
how to make crack from cocaine.
1. Look for the nigga wit the whitest snow
2. No buying from no nigga that you don't know
make yo way
act wild, very low key on the profile
Catchin' feelings is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Herb's the word, spin's the verbs
Lovers, it curves, so
how it makes me grin
Like I'm Key Glock paper route where I been
Benjamin Franklin is my closest friend
I will not lose cuz I live like a winner hold
like to call me exotic Elaine"
I said: "My name is the Prince" and she said: "Why?"
I said: "Well, I don't know, I'm just a hell of a guy!
But enough
with me y'all
Screaming, "Cash you don't know how sexy you are"
And I'm happy I'm alive, God's blessing me y'all
And all the problems that arrive is
wonder why I don't work well
I'm broke as hell
The music made me known as well
So I invested in crow and shells
Cause where I'm from, you slip
You
(that gas)
I call her up
Tell her come thru she pull up
Shortie ain’t ever gone bluff (naaaa)
(Ha)
And that’s how I like em (I do)
Brazy part is that she
Glocks and keys
Niggas call me Young Black Socrates
West Indies bitch drop to knees quick (What?)
With dreams of being a rich man's bitch
Feel sorry for
the back You can call me a Cop
Nsync with the cup This a lil Dirty Pop
I'm aiming too high There is no need to Stop
Jun Cook in the kitchen Mix up a Kpop
I
(D.A. Got that dope)
I need you by my side (side, side)
Tell me you down to ride
We party every night (night)
I do drugs to ease my mind
(I
wallet and your keys
Whatever's got some worth to you
This is how you rob
You working hard so I ain't worried bout a job
Where I'm from by twelve years old
First I mix that legal lean with
That I don’t get tired
Then I call up Kevin Gates
And the homie Mook Boy
You best believe we on that paper chase
I
shit
Fish scale it'll numb you up
With one good lick
Rule two all the pros
Gone be based off the mix
Don't go fucking up the brick
Trynna max out
on her
I'ma I'ma put it on her
I'ma I'ma put it on her
Day 26
When this one come on
All the ladies gon rush the dance floor
Please believe me, yeah
you come to know Christ
How did you come to the right
Jesus Who's rockin' that white
Who's got His name on His thigh
Well I'm irked by the earth
Not
so clean
With all these throwbacks, you think I got a time machine
Kodak moment, everytime I hit scenes
'cause I'm a young (???), I flip keys
Alicia
cherish all yo' time
And I ain't no angel, but I might be sent from God, uhh
Ain't no love in the air when it's cold you can call me I bet I pick up
have it
I grew up fast im still a young boy
But life it woke me up
I seen my momma dead at 16 you know it fucked me up
And don't be scared to pass that
Now it don't matter where you from, its where you at
Everybody come and bounce with me, come on and bounce with me
And if these hoes want to roll
don't get caught up in the mix
We rolling
We rolling
We rolling
We rolling
I don't care how much you dont like me
I been this wavy bitch like im out sea
straight to the kitchen
I had to shut up and listen
I had to learn how to mix it bag made it a habbit
Surrounded by automatics and ratchets that leave you
to the kitchen
I had to shut up and listen
I had to learn how to mix it and bag it
Made it a habbit
Surrounded by automatics and ratchets that leave you mannequin
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