Lyrics:
You want a spot on my bench, but you can't fit the roster
She call me a hoe, 'cause this dick is gonna cost her
Fuck I look like? A boss who ain't boss
back but I'll be with my shooter
My paint get scratched, don't want that, I drive by from the Uber
Dip N Dash, hit the pad, burn like Freddy Krueger
I
trash, I'll be back but I'll be with my shooter
My paint get scratched, don't want that, I drive by from the Uber
Dip N Dash, hit the pad, burn like
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
time, it feels so greatly
Carry myself so hard so I don't fall apart like French got carried by Swae Lee
They tryna read me like a book but they can't
me
You ain't nothing like these phoney's
Only you're worthy to hold me
So I save it for you only
Your vibe different
Plus we got similar interest
You
Me, bitch I’m me
I'm the goddamn reason you ain't VIP CEO
I’m young wild and strapped like Charlie
Catch me posted on 1 40 if you’re
My … is all
Lola
I, said, yo Lola, swolla
Suave bola, Ayatollah
Saudi Arabia, Coca-Cola
My Rolex watch is ran by solar
Get down, peep my mic technique
Let's
Even Christians can make your old ways begin
They ain't controlled by the spirit but by the skin
I let Jesus control me, he live within
Holy Advocate I
waiting in the line. (loser)
[00:40.81]Never smoke gas but I always hit it.
[00:44.64]Boy, you wanna dump me? Haha. But I get it. (yep)
[00:47.81]There was
fucking hit's me, I
Am a loser, a loner, a weirdo
When no one on the planet gets me
It's breakfast time, I need whiskey
These drugs don't even get me high
So I'm by your side
While you tryna get right
Let me know
If you really coming through
Cause I need you all night
All night all night
Oooh baby
I know
ignorant, I'm headstrong
If y'all think I'ma stay like this forever then you're dead wrong
I'ma spread my wings and fly, someday, I'll be a better me
Someone
have bought a coupe
Rude one like the shit
In a town full of losers
Almighty pro play
You pro hate me
Awesome a player stay fresh
Amazing a player stay
me, what will set us free
Do we kneel before the crooked few
Or do we bite the fucking hand that feeds
When death casts no shadow and hope carries
me, what will set us free
Do we kneel before the crooked few
Or do we bite the fucking hand that feeds
When death casts no shadow and hope carries
this castle you've built
Tearing at the earth to find my crown
Take me by the hand and cast me down
Tell me it'll be the last time now
Is there only
and New York City
Stupid money spent on dirt that could buy
Ducati stacks spent on yay could buy me a Bugatti
Always forever that swaggeristical hottie
Rose like phoenix from the embers, last revival
Jewelry hang on my like it care (Cares)
Jewelry hang on me like a cast (Cast)
Yeah
I tipped her high
then give me some gas
If you try to play me i'll bust dat ass
Hook (x4)
J-ro:
Put the mic down clown, you can't get down
Jump around stage like your
quick cast
the whole night and I stop floss
In a the tight charts
Me wanna touching all the right parts
Make ya get tight ass
See your body from afar,
quick cast
the whole night and I stop floss
In a the tight charts
Me wanna touching all the right parts
Make ya get tight ass
See your body from afar,
a loser, just took some time to learn some lessons
Now when I speak I preach just like a reverend Lord send us down a blessing
Today I cleaned the toilet
to the plan
had to stick to the plan
Just quit my job that was not for me
I aint hating cus I know the pay was good to me
Going and get ya coin homie / thats by
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