Lyrics:
some fresh ice tea
She's in the back of the house with a drink
They don't check I.D
Check I.D
And you should've seen those eyes I seen
When they looked
she wanna hit I needa see I.D
Said she wanna hit I needa see I.D
Who woulda thought I woulda made it this far
Baby boy turn to a hoodstar
From the gutta
wit this nine
I know you gonna let me smoke on my weed
I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D
I know I'm sinnin but I'm winnin at tha same time
Ion wanna think about loosing you
I dont wanna think about that day at all
Stuck in a trance like I’m delusional
Checking on the I.D Every single
I come around her pussy clutching
I break down her walls
Act like I remember nothing
New I.d
She save my number as McLovin
I need that chicken
ovation
Rocking the nation
Don't need I.D
Or an invitation
10 times a year
I take a vacation
Drop 3 grand
No hesitation
I'm on your Spotify
And I'm on your
What you get in a month I could get in a week
Gang in the spot, we don't show I.D
My bitch mad at me, say I'm friendly
I don't care long as she don't
And fuck the police who's touching my weed
Do we have a problem nigga
I smoke with OGs you need an I.D
What's popping
My nigga's niggas got nigga niggas
Another Friday by myself all alone but nowadays everybody hitting my phone
No I.D so the calls unknown but the real ones know
Everybody going
to me
I swear I'm living in pain
Somebody die for me
I've come adapted to rain
That's why they try for me
I live my life in the shade
So it's no I.D
a nigga like me
Face card good
I don't need I.D
Swerving through your hood
I got money on them blocks so my niggas all good
Catch an Op he get roasted
like Nintendo
Whoa
Making hits, gaining XP
They switching up like a tab key
That's well known like NO I.D
That's J.O.E. from the CLE
That 216 you know
Voilà c’est réel, comme I.D c’est réel
Le terrain est miné, si j’suis sur scène, terminé
Voilà c’est réel, comme I.D c’est réel
Le terrain est miné, si
have fun all about they saw
Don't care at all about their fucking all about
Fuck I.D
You poser
Fuck I.D
You pussy
it's cheap
Man's is nothing, man's got no I.D
Your niggas gon' snitch, (Tekashi)
I don't need no new friends, (Ek kan nie)
All I've ever known get rich,
keep it low-key
We respecting' women gotta show me i.d
Told me you was with me now you gettin' cold feet
That's on me
We can keep it low-key
Gotta show
handcuffed, he got his finger on his trigger asking me for I.D
Nigga, fuck the police
Can't believe I'm in a fight for my life cause they choking me and I can't
back and it make man lean
New release I'm tryna take over the scene
Like arz bad bee tryna see I.D
Tryna get this baggy like Levi jeans (Levi jeans)
She
checking out my six gun
Grab your party shoes and your fake I.D
Light up a cigarette and shake it out with me, alright
Got a hundred dollar bill
you that I style right
You the one I need
Walked in the club without I.D
He want smoke then try me bullets got names like I.D
Girl I'm fighting a case
the city of that
Fat Shit standard or max clip
Nigga that's like I.D
Come round the wrong hood late night
Talking crazy out your necc you might D.I.E
And if
a fake smile
When it's war time you gotta slide you can't flake out
Snitches don't get stitches just headshots you won't I.D him
She send pictures to my
really need my privacy
Just give me some time to work on me
Please do not disturb no call i.d
Please leave me alone and let me be
Gimme some space
Nigga
a damn not a little
B-sec
I Pull up
Get the VIP service
No I.D needed
U Better take notice
I aint bout to answer no questions
If u got a problem betta
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