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by your eyes and your
Tactical smize
I jump
You cradle my thighs until
There is no end
And your stay you extend
And that lump in your throat
Don't

is always a must
I'm cleaning you off with an ashtray choppa gone turn you to dust
He's saying he just had a bad day
But wait till I'm done you gone

and go sell it
Made a couple K through the day and some while the night end
He let off 23 shots with the FN
For a second, I said what the fuck you trippin'

he broke us, he ain't got no plans

He ran, When them boys try to jump you, that is not your mans

I got this V, I stay alone, just by myself, like I

Before you go home bitch I think that you should shower
It don't even matter cause your baby dad a coward
Threw a right hook and I hit em with a counter

I Got It

Bhad Bhabie

I Got It

2017

got it (whats wrong with you?)
50k cash, I got it (i got it)
Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (i got it, bitch)
The game on smash, I got it
My hoes

glad that I'm running
Glad that I'm running with you
Lets jump on the five
Blaze a trail through the dust bowl
Head toward the border
Roll wherever we

to stomp
And I ain't go to school with you if
I ain't sit at your table for lunch
Talkin' 'bout hoes, nigga, got a bunch
Talkin' bout this, talkin' 'bout

Blinding their eyes with a dime
Free like I'm just a lil kid
Back in 2005
Is our time yeah
I don't want remember all the past that just flew by
I done

the clap
Don’t think this a folly, bitch, this is a tap
All I wanted is Molly, ended with a cast
Catch me on the dolly, put you on blast
Made an oligarchy,

average joe
I just want my cash grow
So I gotta get it by any means I aint pressing pause
Do it for my babies and listen I ain't neglecting y'all
Yeah I

Cost racks to get dripped up in Fendi
You still count pennies

Fuck all the negative energy
I keep a Glock for my enemies
Shoot by myself with artillery

your future was looking so bright 
Money to a baby bump 
Was living in a trunk and then you took that jump to a beautiful home thats waterfront 
That

It's the melancholy dude
With the shoes so tight
Feel the pressure on the pavement
He been lookin' so happy
Nobody even ever cares to ask him how his

I'ma score
Got me a lil' hundred, get 100 more Got a couple of soldiers that kick in your door when it's go time
I can stunt with your baby like four

Kawa stayed around he my bredda yeah
And my name
Almost a year since i cut the thorns from the roses
Yeah you see a smile but do you feel with emotion
I

and hit a nigga momma cerebellum they ain't riding man they telling
I be sliding with a seven, all titanium
Big boy style, jump around when I'm flaming 'em

shootouts, wrong way or one ways 
Mama make sure you come to church Sunday’s
Aye

Baby boy you tweakin’, seeking revenge
Hop up out with the shit, hear Ms.

pullin' me over
I am not a rapper
I promise you I'm a soldier block jump
Smack stupid hard 'cause we got boulders
Usalama on me whenever a nigga roll up
Had

Sit by myself
Talking to the moon

Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah
Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh,

A stronger man you made me
It's the way you light this heart of mine
When I'm with you my heart dances
Whatcha doin' tonight?
Baby won't you be mine
My love

Blue Skies

Blue October

Approaching Normal

2009

And when I'm gone
I won't go screaming in the end
I'll give you everything my life amounts to
So raise this life up with me
And baby let's go dancing

Nowhere to Run [LP Version]

The DNA Disciples

Nowhere to Run

a dirty look
I bag game with niggas I leave shot dead
You're only taken a piss from me with hot led

You know my style nigga, 'cause I'm always schemin'

see no correlation
Between you being just friends
And you getting naked
All this shit you gotta say
Baby you can save it
Yeah you really took my heart