Lyrics:
fuck, just head to cedar
Buff, average, my bitch is a diva
She eat on that dick in the coupe and I feed her
I'm fresh as hell, like I'm straight out
a muthafucking geek
But if I take this pill I will turn into a nerd
Now my gas stink like a fucking ork burp
I just saw you biddy
Got some pussy on my shirt
I
mad
Please don't be mad, uplifting all black women on this track
Leave him girl if he love you he come back
Baby just focus on getting that bag
Sitting
estrogen
Slip my femboy a pill
Tell him its a vitamin
Get these dubs like Eridan
Get these dubs like Eridan
Hahaaa
Yo, crashed my Benz last week
Didn't
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
quick to get reactor still
Die by my respect, you niggas play, we pop him like a pill
Say this that fast life (woo, woo)
Still high on Percocet, I
that worth
Look look look up at the sky
I'm drowned in euphoria when i'm soaring high
The sky isn't the limit feeling like Apollo
Envy is a bitter pill
on today
I just got back off that road
I might go back today
And I get triple what I pay
I might come back with Wraith
Huh, like how your bitch feel
Get her
on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding round the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words
[Don P]
Just up off the pill, drinking on my beer
Sitting on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding round the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm
be distanced
To be just like me they're all wishin'
Tom Cruise, that's an impossible mission, uh
They spit out their tea when they listenin'
"Oh, my
on a picture
She call it fame pullin' up in that exotic
She feel like she gotta steal be for real
She ain't kiddin' like she on a pill
Sippin' Stillhouse, my
Will you stand by?
The test of time
When I'm alive
Or when I die?
Will you blast my tracks
Or act like I wasnt by your side
Can you live your lies
as a mask
These niggas be dumb these days act like they don't get it just stick to the task
Took her to the mall she got what she wanted even tho she don't
it
You can be part of the Famly too
As long as you make a profit
Ride just like carnival
That’s just the way we coming
Get to raining money
Like
a bitch
The club like a grocery, I just bag a bitch
And you know I'm gon' score like Deion after picks
I'm rollin' on a pill, she get that morning-after
And its jumping from the free throw
Like MJ
Sees nothing pass by
Like Steve and Pass
Say boy you lightning fast
On the Utah Jazz
Like Dr. J shorts
My
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
better get out the way or get splashed we don’t like talking on sight we just smack you’ll get bodied and put in the trash I hang with them shooters they
Got crack like your ass, pills
Like Tylenol, weed like a garden, dope
Like coma, meth like Redman, and
Coke like it's soda, man Imma G
Nigga you ain't
rhyme on this funky track
You know how we get down, yo
Shake your head and say damn (yeah)
When the words from Big man
Explode like an ash-can while DJ
rams
Yes ma'am and I
Just might call your girl a friend
But fuck her like she my girlfriend
Talk to her like she my girl like
Oops you look like my
with the Slaughters and Em
Come on in, dummy, the water's fine
Sniff around, I smell just like money, I ain't hard to find
I'm doing big things
This
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