Lyrics:
lil' nigga
Life is splendid lil' nigga, fuck yo' hoe
Now yo' hoe on blow i swear I make her snort
More blow than Pinocchio, okay!
I walk inside
too big for your boots and britches
Travel at night by hitching
I don't care if you lose as long as you finish
As long as you finish
Stop caring
Damage is a pum pum
Are you listening? Yo
How can a white boy call Skepta a monkey?
You little racist strap
I should push draw for the pumpy
You got a bad
Dealers & Colors In My Hair Like I'm Willow
None cround Dizzy Wright Volume Funk
Rolling Spliffs, Working & Coming Up
12 Followed Me For Your Hit & Run
I
the hyper intelligent monkeys vote for it
Did they vote for it
When will people realize that they medicated state is not a crime but it's a place to be
a free throw (Slatt got it)
I look out for all of my people (God)
They got me the ball, now I'm dunkin' (ball)
They can't have my hand, not a monkey
in the wind
It's fading like the music as the record stops spinning
It's no longer in your eyes, hoping it's only in disguise
Replaced by hunger for
See me sitting in the palm tree
Looking down at people passing by
Sitting here no-one can harm me
They just stare at me and wonder why
No
(nowhere) anywhere they can go
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride
the day
Big Moonrock blow out your face
I'm down to the ground by high as a cloud
Create my own wave don't follow the crowd
Work like a slave but mama she
slipping
We run this shit you keep limping we going the distance you ask for permission
Like breaking tradition I'm making a difference my bitch is
the slop
I keep it hip hop for ya'll, we don't stop
Got ladies by the flock, no safety on the glock
Stop, look and listen when the semi auto's pop, your
her some hips
They say we’re monkeys
We’re or like gorilla
Cause we got them banana clips
Ready for action
Yea we come for what’s ours
And we taxing
off
And Kelly, don't stand for the generation I don't even wanna be a part of
These rappers are like fellatio, they suck in rap if they wanna blow
New York City
Ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
'Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by
mashin', we ain't asking for nothing, we working for it
Push it, peddled it to the people, they can't ignore it, this is for
All the independents, a few
mashin', we ain't asking for nothing, we working for it
Push it, peddled it to the people, they can't ignore it, this is for
All the independents, a few
fine way on back in time
Take my advice and go throw it away it's gonna
Do you no good until you blow for good
Cause you are there man you are
lil white girl went missing we searched for 5 months strong
Sometimes I wanna throw my phone
We don't own
We mostly rent
Now we might blow yo dome,
the world is ending
Ouu I feel that shit right here, hehe
This is a new generation
We as ama2000's are taking the world by storm
But the question still
the green nigga, live it up
You bound by the greed nigga, get enough
You fiending for a check nigga, cut it up, cut it up
Count your money nigga, get it up
the night
I'm coming right for your soul
Go reap what you sow
Blast and reload
Like T N T
Can't you see that I'm ready to blow?
Casting my stone bad
stacked deck
Got these rappers nervous thinking I'm coming for necks
But I come in peace like an Indian chief
With his peace pipe blows a few tokes through
stacked deck
Got these rappers nervous thinking I'm coming for necks
But I come in peace like an Indian chief
With his peace pipe blows a few tokes through
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