Lyrics:
that's what they tell me
So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
Switchin' up on you ordinary bitches
Like a south paw, you get left
that's what they tell me
So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
Switchin' up on you ordinary bitches
Like a south paw, you get left
I'm addicted to loud
You're just addicted to clout
Hung up on my girl from south she asked for keys to house
Mandem act like my sideting cowgirl all
nothing like yo mf last man
You know baby I'm balling and I'm playing wit dem bands
I think she want da cash shid I just want the ass
But can you shake
It's
It's
Its 007
007
007 Huh
It's 007 Huh
You see
I don't play no games
You see this red all on my body bitch
This Nine Trey what I'm fucking with
I do but I know
When I'm all by myself, nothin' is real
But my feelings and desires for you
And everything looks like some sort of scenery
Stored in
but I'm not DMX
I got some shit to get off my chest
Nigga I had to protect my neck
North South East and West
All because I was born mixed
All the hate
Summertime living, no problems around me, surrounded by woman (Eehhh)
Your betty came over, she cried on my shoulder, I'm playing the villain (Eehhh)
up some bands to my partna (partna)
Since then, niggas been up (been up, go)
I didn't make all A's (nah)
But I'm on the A list (A list, yeah)
to be on Bet
Yea we posted at the BnB
But I'm Crip so it's CnC
One of one nigga
Conversation with my son nigga
Yeen gotta want for none nigga
Stay away
kinda bound
Was a boy, money, bitch, we never had a plan And was a boy, I'm taking so long
Had a bad bih from the south, if she move out, get her out
When
In my city ain’t no question nah we bouncin out bitch i’m off a perki told my wodie bring em choppas out 4-5 with big clips in case we air out
And the pedal to the floor
Outlaw by nature
This is how life go
On like a flashlight
Full of amount not half price
Treat the beat like fried rice Country boy I'm
Red light, green light, fuck what you feel like
So blacked out, I might just go
Ridin' electric, my trunk in the front
But I'm still smokin' gas with
When I pull up yeah you know I'm stuntin'
Cause these bitches love niggas with money
I be flexing like I'm Paul Bunyan
Cause these bitches love
Santa Clause bitch
Ridin round sydney
With pink whitney in my kidney
Big red sled
Yeah im comin fo yo head
Yeah im creepin thru yo chiminey
Rhythmically
loud
I'm high as the moon
With Jackie Tan
Apollo thirteen
How high can a nigga drop these bands
Molly Jackie Tan
Cherry pie back
Pull up with
make sure of that
Decipher or stress that
Me blasting with my tech
You test
I'll flex
I'll bring the sawed
Three buck shots in your vest
I'm
Don't act like you care about me, don’t act like you care about me
Saved by the bell
Fuck it, you only live once (Woo)
[?] down the pipeline (Ayo)
'Cept
next week
Sittin with your chick
I be cranking that heat
Give it to em
Uhh
Nigga wassup though
I'm so cutthroat
I quick flash disappear
Into the gun
stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin' time like
Pappy Mason, with pens I'm embracin'
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit
stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin' time like
Pappy Mason, with pens I'm embracin'
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit
she played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I
so sci-fi
And I don't sit still I keep it moving like a drive-by
I just tell the truth, so I'm cool in every hood spot
21 years and I ain't ever met
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