Lyrics:
tengo una bala why puede ser para vos
i keep the pace in the maze
just in case who's in first base
i got myself fifty ways
like no motherfuckin paul
day
I guess I'll just call you the
Random girl with the white Vans on
Bend that back and we fuck to my song
And it's on repeat 'Cause it turns you
bitch
She let me nut on her chest
Just walk right out the mall
It ain't shit to blow a check
I'm with blood nem boolin
Blues in my pockets like I
straight up and down, Johnny done those
I got loud ice, just like Paul Wall
Shining down South, brighter than all y'all
When it's time to get your jewelry
ballin' like I'm Rich Paul
Skrrt off in the Audi, I'ma lift off
All your bitches do pilates when you're rich, dawg
So if she can't pop a squat then
up, I wreck shop then I sweep up
That's knockin like a muthaphuka Stress turn this beat up
So I can let these cats know Side's next to set it
I study
paper arrives with it
Get the magazine if you wanna vibe with it
That rich young queen like I mixed Tide with it
Now I be live with it
I turns on my
Ride for you like a Durango graveyard bankroll
Even though my name NoCap it ain't nowhere I can't go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All them bullets got a job
got a deal
I do this yeah just to pay my momma bills
I had to rob Peter just to pay Paul
I said I want it all I might just die tomorrow
Since the age 13
me
A dude from the woods
Now its saint Paul 7th st.
End wars
Make peace
Pen - pad
Dank - leaves
Hoping that I fade away
Mo-dank - day dream
Chillin
slack for a bitch
Detachable steering wheel with the kill switch
Born to ball, VS's
Furniture in my mouth like Paul Wall from Texas
I'm after my
Me and my homies all kick it like kung-fu
Get to the bag by all means like I'm Sang-Woo
Ain't intimidated boy, do what you gon' do
Hit, if you need
your shit thawed
I'll set your roof on fire till it's no ceiling
No fireman go go Let's go Brooklyn
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stepping in hotter this year
We stepping in hotter this year
I know you gon' like it
I know you gon' like it
I'm stepping in hotter this year
I
on niggas
Swooping up bitches
Chemist in kitchens
Nigga say he active
Put him on Ridellan
It's a whole lot of people that depend on me
I keep the peace by my
flip it sideways Paul Giamatti
Or if you feel like you're in a pinch
Just ride that mighty wind Jane Lynch
And if there's a virus that you just can't
It’s bout to get raunchy
3 fly bitch I’m launching
Dkny in my laundry
Jean Paul Gaultiet my frames
And scarf by Pierre Cardin
Got this shit locked
Call
I feel like Eddie Van, puffing grams by the summer sand
Barracuda color pants
Do my Oompa Loompa dance
Avatar kush got me in a parachute
Sipping
more and it's 3am outside your door
I been down for the count more than Chris Paul
but this law you know what you in for
Tell them like where's Waldo
it cause I posted images of my butthole, damn, yawl can't even blame me
Guns like I'm Paul Blart
Make your fucking heart stop
Second life credit card
It's like water for the body
Food for the soul
A feelin' you don't wanna let go so let go
And stop fightin' it
I even smile when I'm writin' bout it
to bring to our face
Add it up - took his hoe, stole his car, and shot his bro
By now someone like me should be dead but ya know
I'm tha one superstar out
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