Lyrics:
glock, got him swimming with the fishes
Now they gotta find his bitch ass like he dory (ooh)
Lil' bitch I'm hurting man words can't explain
I been all
on the lips
Cause I'm somewhere between a day job and a daydream
I'm somewhere between a day job and a daydream
I am on a trip on a rocket ship
Gonna kiss
to myself, I don't like niggas they foolish.
Not tryna loose it, I'm on that drank I feel woozy, she want me smack on ha booty. She asking me bout relations
socks off
You slip off your neutrons
That's making up your garments
My ions is sliding up your legs like a cobra
I'm Casanova
I got so many rhymes I
Like Gatorade
Gritty Wild Course, Heavyweight Smacking These Hit's
Timberland Theta, Boot Stomping This Urban Style Mixed
HOOK
“I'm Just Ready For
scoobie doobie dee
They think I have a problem
I don’t think I agree
They say I have a problem
But I
Call it personality
Don’t care what they say
I’m
My mom always got up on my head cause I ain't pay attention, 16 with big dreams
I don't know if I'm supposed to be the center of attention
It's like
It ain't easy bein' steezy
Charlie chopped it up
Just go with the flow
No need to bloat
Don't let it show
I feel like a goat
I'm runnin' the show
I'm
like feecees
Need my bitches different shades, yeah, my hoes like 3 cheese
Smokin' in my room, bitch, I'm always blowin' O's
And I think that I'm
Hey hey hey hey hey
I really I really I really
Feel i'm the hottest in my city
And no they ain't fuckin' with me
Uhh uhhh wanting all them benjis
even know what love
Was
Think I'm drunk in love, baby, cause I'm so in love
Ain't tryna sober up, baby, pour another cup
Keep it real love, this shit
I know I'm different from these niggas,
Reimbursing on who band ?
Used to beg my mom some cash but now I'm posted off her plan.
You know it's
himself that he'll never forget
cs he tries to be her white knight made of shame
I got the call on a Saturday
“I'm getting out of here as soon as we hit
Ehh
Gratias mi amigo
Stahgee
cll I said I did
I did I did I did
When am in am in
I'm in ka idi cmin
I Fought my dreams I won
I won I
Step back in the booth you know I'm gettin to the bag
M.c.B. say he can't stop I'm steady gettin niggas mad
They been waitin for that drop, caught
rocking
Baddies screaming out my name
I'm a narcotic
They're addicted to the way I think
[CHORUS]
Controversy
Okay it's me
Comprende estupido
Can't
Ayy, it's real life shit, know what I mean
I ain't really been recording like that, and my mind ain't been right
Know what I'm saying? Real life shit
after backwoods, think I'm tweaking huh
Jon Jones, feel like Jon Jones how I beat it up
Double text, I might even triple text, yeah that's how I'm
Bae you got me in a daze
I been thinking bout you lately
I don't even wanna talk bout how you driving me crazy
How is I'm a pimp, locked down bout
I stay awake, but I can't bear to sleep
My thoughts surround me, and I'm in too deep
Where do we go, baby, I don't know but I'll wait for you
To get
Shawty
Kultra this is like, I'ma keep going though, Because like
Niggas can't fuck with me dog you know what I mean
Feel like I'm back in the room
have no other guidance, cause nobody can hold me
I'm making people happy, and I fuck around with the homies
I wanna buy my dad a car, can't give a fuck
She a silly hoe I ain't got no time for playin' games
I feel these niggas fake, I'm tryna crop 'em out the frame
I'm on a one-way street, I told 'em
go, yeah
Come on
Catch me off a 30 clip, I'm finna blow em t
He sayin' I'm a bitch, alr bet, I'm finna show em
Sliding in a strike, yeah bitch, this
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