Lyrics:
Big mo, project pat and the whole 3-6
Yea I know about them texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the xanax
He's a coldhearted snake lookin into his eyes
Oh, oh he's been telling lies he's a lover boy at play
He don't play by the rules oh, oh, oh
Girl don't
informed
By they TikTok feed
Eerybody actin like
They really know pain
But ain't never been slapped
By my mom with a flip flop, please
Back at it
Indulgin
(C)Out on the corner (G7)standin' so bold
Stood a little paper boy so hungry and (C)cold
And as the crowd came (G7)passin' by
These words he said
Big girl, you are beautiful
Walks in to the room
Feels like a big balloon
Big girl you are beautiful
Diet Coke and a pizza please
Diet Coke,
to the city side
Uh that's the tricky side where they
Let the blicky fly up
Opps around me tryna get me t-t-t-t-tied up
Ain't no t-t turnin' down 'cause
The boy
fuck with you, bitch, please (nah)
Stupid-ass lil' boy, you can't compare yourself to me, nigga, please (hah, yeah)
A quarter million 'round my neck,
{It's yuh boy Slatine on de beats}
Rhandiekidz yeah yeah
Molten Fire (Molten Fire boy Slatine)
Bad gyal u the one that uh love
Uh will be by your
off a plane
Fresh as the glade
Boy from the A
Im in the club
Boy Ima spade
I don't care if you dig
Im diggin ya grave
Please just stay... out my way
Got
(You sound so soft man)
(Look at this nerd)
(Who does he think he is)
(Ooo Boy Scout)
A little bit violent with this thoughts again
Not wanting
And Im a nuisance in this game
To those who cannot do it
Please don't try to do it
I let time ash in a time zone
Get my mind blown
Gripping microphones
point, pyramids of Giza
Shot shot shot, bring back, Mona Lisa
Yeahh, We don’t even bring the...
Top top boy, baby love the way I please her
Buy any
ahead hit me with them fucking headlights
I'm so free misconstrued by you
Certified Lover Boy
Keeps lettin em in
When will he ever man, ever
Learn his
don't want smoke
Quote end quote
Woo, this is nature boy please don't make me go there
Y'all something like a new flame
Pussy I'm the old flare
But I'm
Please don't act like you know me
You is not my homie
Where was you when I was by my lonely
Everytime they say me got them saying ohh boy
There he go again
piss
Than click your SoundCloud link
And hear your indie pop shit
Breathe
Sit down, take a seat boy
It's hard to believe boy
Your female friends
they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
Robbin' old folks
Alright, Chipmunks, but that time and here again
So let's sing about it the real predict
Ready, Simon?
Ready, Dave
Theodore
Oh, boy
nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga
Yo yo yo (here we go)
Coincide with yo boy check out
Dear Avery, I think of you only
Were you waving, were you dead on the vine
Oh Avery, I think of you lonely
But I could just grab you by the nape
an exercise book
What did your report once say (know the one)
This boy must try harder to please
From down on his knees
Playground, playground,
Boys don't cry and women won't hurt me
Double standards I live by
Explode in my face
Explosions just like a landmine
Pretty brown skin and the multicolor
like a anchor line
My bloodline from ancient times
Smokin' weed by the ancient mine
You niggas funny like Richard Pryor
My shit cray, it get you high
nothing but a lie
For it was only for his grace that I made it by
Couldn't tell you how many times it was easy to blame
Cause what did I think when a boy
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