Lyrics:
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
women
Wannabe Andrew Tate
Wannabe top dog
You ain't een got what it takes
Hoes don't like it dawg
I'm sorry dawg
But you goin out the wrong way
Hoes don't
things just ain't meant to be understood
Like what?
I'm one of the eight wonders of the world
I thought there were only seven
Ain't nobody bad, but
Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like? (Huh)
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
Shawty never listen she cant do what she taught
I ain't going back and forth cause this shit is getting old
Shawty like a pirate yeah tried steal all
I'm the badman
Rolling around the city we putting niggas in the trash can
This lil hoe annoying she get to blowing like a damn fan
Gone be all
like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
cunt wet, she getting rough sex, no sunset
I like a chick with a buck tooth, yeah it could get fucked too
We keep one eye open, they sus' too
Never
(Hahaha, you know I'm saying)
I ball in the West, like nothing but net
I cash in a check, put gold on my neck
Got Lou' on my shoes, got Ralph on my
My eyes are capping (Stop cappin eyes!)
I wonder if theres a captain (Whos driving?)
Am I tripping right now or am I slipping
What do you think Obama
Love is like a ricochet hit me in a different way
Wonder what the deal is got me in my feelings
In her nylons, get the vibe on
All night long till
thing like I'm King Kong
If you jealous that's syndrome
My taxes, are your income
Sent her lions on tiktok, and now she sends me streaks with her bras off
Youngsta
J beats
I told her like
Lil mama in the VIP
I still wonder why she wanna be by me I said
Lil mama in the VIP
I still wonder why she wanna
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
the bass and bump the treble
Lemme fuck with what you mettle
She can get the gold medal
She can the she can get the gold medal
Happy birthday world im
near
(veneer) sayin' he keep it real is like
Sayin' Cardi teeth is real
The fuck is you rappin' 'bout bruh?
What is he rappin' 'bout?
Sorry Cardi, I
to like
I ain't got time to double back couldn't even hit her twice
The game ain't for owning
Just get what you get out and took a oath and under oath I
bad like a Tahoe, basic
Don't give a fuck what you want, ima take it
I take your bitch to the crib she get naked
I know you broke nigga I won't say shit
thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
She thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by
niggaz
My wife you can say a nigga drank too
She ain't bad, she what you doin' what the paper do
I wonder if they got a spot for all the Tupacs
Dawgs
Surprised by how long I fuckin' lasted
Daughter with me she don't know what's goin' on
Life of a nigga in the double-O
Sufferin' on the way to the pot of gold
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