Lyrics:
no more, I let the
Ho's ride me after I see ID
Ain't goin kelly rob me
I'm just bein honest
Bein modest I dun tried bein
But niggas hate it so I
Throw
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
exchange thoughts, showin' love to all my sources
Spades tried to bag me, like Cagney, and Lacey
Chef had that bitch Stacey slippin' in Macy's
I dose off,
exchange thoughts, showin' love to all my sources
Spades tried to bag me, like Cagney, and Lacey
Chef had that bitch Stacey slippin' in Macy's
I dose off,
Throw me the ball and watch what I do with it
Uh-huh, uh
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, huh
And Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
bout ah sack
Throwin Fake Love But I had caught it like shaq (Gimmie Det)
So Imma Thug It By Myself Dets Det
2 bitches Kame To me but iaan kno who I
Lil Uzi made Rich the Kid look like a punk
No "Plug Walk," he did the plug right, he was out
And he got robbed and beat up at his bitch house (Damn)
to run with no rubber, I'm gamblin'
Just call me the rapper, I'm chancin' it
Got a sassy bitch, told her "I'm daddy, bitch"
Does it look like I'm
to California and be a forever stoner
By the way, did I mention that I got glaucoma
I'm lying, I just love the smell, the aroma
Gelato, birthday cake, Runtz, sour
focused on my shit like Lil Wayne
Just do you while I do me
I could rap but I just love pluggnb
Was smoking Runtz with Cookies
Showing real love is so free
an Eminem standard artist”
I loved ‘Revival’ but ‘Kamikaze’ destroyed the industry
No more wack ‘lil’ rappers that my generation’s listening
To, and Em I
a milli call me Carter like a nigga Wayne
Glory road I don't need no fame
30 for 30
Never let my money get dirty
My niggas grinding they gon score for
and then run from me
I’m poppin’ off in your hood with no company
come on, Queens aint showing you no love
I was there the other night poppin’ bottles with
rich and (I'm a flirt)
Hey homie, if you ain't gettin' no money
You better keep her away from me ya dig
Well if u love ya girl
And wanna keep ya girl
Ceilings, yeah
This part 3, she OAT
The G.O.A.T., baby
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
the one to make us a billi'
But really, I wanted something that felt more real
But still be a popstar
Without making radio songs
And no TikTok bangers
a millionaire be a be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire (Come
life by the A.K.
Everyday niggas at war niggas dyin'
That's yo ass if you don't have it on yo waste line
Kickin' N.O.playin' by no rules realah
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I can
to get it by my lonely
Windows tinted like I'm Bruce Wayne
They gon say me Mr. Owe me
Fell in love with getting money, nah
They gon' say me Mr. Owe me
more up
Keep on filling it up till it over spill
Grab me a solo that shot is to lil
Killing my liver got it reassembled
The son of David could see
Arkansas, Carolina to Kentucky
Dem Boyz got golds, candy paint on buttons
Even doe Lil Wayne, and Baby like to stunt
They still stayed humble and Cash Money
to gargle and work on her highs
Everything litty, I love when it's hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
all in her face
I'ma give me that piece of that cake
I'ma fly to Dubai on a plane
I'ma send my lil' bitch out to Spain
I'ma cover her body with
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