Lyrics:
bitch so you been played
Matter fact go find your mother
Shut your mouth I ain't stutter
Flex in yo face I came from the gutter
Really a hoe I act like
Deuce
Love for lil' homie Ghost and Kenny Lu
Now my heart gone like John Q
They were paper chasin' for the revenue
Tryna flip a pack just like
tell me ima dick you could say that to my cock
Driving real slow bitch im passing by your block
Me and all my dawgs tied together like a knot
Breaking in
alive
Moving in gods Sandles
On this rap shi
Gotta tight grip
I got my own handle
That dude would go and flip
Them bricks it ain’t
Too much to handle
If
out in public and you talkin' crazy, you steadily runnin' your mouth
This ain't the time to be chewin' me out, you should've listened
I told you my
the one I choose
Pre-Chorus (Solo)
Let Your glory be revealed in me
I present my life an offering
Chorus (Solo)
Lord take me, have Your way God
I am Yours
shit, nigga you ain't bout shit
I got thirty shots up in this clip I bet I down shit
These niggas they be hoes, they run they mouth but they not bout shit
the ream
These bitches is dubs
Running they mouth like they tough
Sharing a drink in the club
Sis I'm the plug
Duh niggas showing me love
He wanna fuck with
The arrogance in your status contributing to the cycle
I got niggas that's gone squeeze typical homicidal
Your catalog is their bible you taking another soul
And I'm like huh
Blowing my mind
Can't even talk
Can't even speak
Bad Lil thang
But she ain't mine
Hopped out the whip
Skipping the line
Tens in the front
a lil' bit about where you come from
Fire arms, sounds of alarms
Consistency in bodily harm
Where I'm from that's the norm
Fiend the ?
Lil' nigga
Your guilt
When I breathe
I have sold
Without a doubt
This tape mouth
Tape mouth
Severed the soul from the body
Tethered together in harmony
Dig in
bitch say bitch I been that nigga through the drought
I been your sensei bitch don't let punch you in mouth
Pussy niggas always hating I don't even gotta
happens
When you pray to be more poetic
Tryn be the beast in the east, I press don’t release
Could bring all the heat like a dragon
Lil niggas need to take
up[00:38.71]Yeh Yeh[00:39.95]Glocks out bitch you know we gon spin (Spin)[00:41.51]Two seater yeah bitch gon flip (Yuh)[00:43.07]50 round all on my hip (Put a lil
'cause I flip (Alright)
I'ma pull up on your bitch, I'ma pull up in a whip, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up in foregin Bentley's (Skrrt)
I gotta bitch and she
over the bed, I don't know where to lay right now (ayy)
Ain't no I in team, just me and guy, we did them trips
God forbid you run your mouth, you come
throw this brick on you girl
Then I drink up, what's your number? I'ma throw this dick on you girl
She's got it
Oh, she got all the homies in here,
Uhh
You are now tuned in to the most immaculate
Now ain't no guy slicker, than this young fly nigga
Got yo bitch doing tricks soon as she come by
hisself Drake
First mistake, Jesus piece was fake
But wait, he got singles in his cake, I ain't fuckin' with him
Number one rule, always keep your
yuh
I don't wanna work for another man
Never defer for I know my plans
Not set in stone?
Then it's set in
(Uh)
Then it's set in Sand uh
Mountains only
maybe[00:55.71]Huh, she givin' that sloppy like Daisy[00:57.63]Pop a double nut in her mouth, then she pay me[00:59.84]What[01:00.41]I'm done givin'
dotson , one by one, they gettin' dropped
You not feelin' the abortion, it's okay, you gettin' blocked
Yo, bitch, nice as hell, she let my dick rest in her
him in that new pack, I'm slidin
Ridin, shiesty shit up in my new scat, you hidin
While we firin', Why you ain't shoot back? Like
Where your guns at?
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