Lyrics:
really my friend
And that girl there, I don't got a girlfriend
I don't need her and I don't need them
Coach put me in I stay in the gym
And I don't
on BET Uncut, uh
Fellas, do your thing, let me do my thang
I mean, do your thing, let me do my thang
Shorties, move that thing, mami, move that thing
feel undead, now I feel undead
Left my ass on read
I wanna be dead
Now I feel undead
Now I feel undead
She told me be happy kid
I told lil bitch don't
You lie and cheat
I might have to beat you
You stab my back
I might put the heat to you
don't drag your feet
You know you'll have to face me
fightin', yeah, yeah
To all my ghetto queens survivin' by all means
There's a rock and a hard place you somewhere in between
Keep fightin', uh baby girl
the fuck are you talking about?
Shoutout to Gibbo you know that all of my bitches elite huh shorty top tier that's on me
Dior cologne make her weak in
let me know, let me know bitch
We can get together we can do whatever
But just don't jack my flow listen, ah
Now these niggas in the game all lame
Yea,
Chains
He broke my He broke my
He broke my chains
He broke my He broke my
He broke my chains he broke chains he broke my chains
Called me by name
getting so friendly
He told me I was too pretty
I flirted, I'm guilty
I have no reason to lie
I told you a thousand times
I needed you by my side
But you
rap this
Enlightening minds with my lyrical tactics
In life everything ain't always what it seems
But people are enchanted by things that gleam
You
at an early age, that's where I learned all my knowledge
Letter from my lil' cousin Benny, sayin' somebody killed Quahfee
2016 judge let me out, I grew
on my plate
I only go home to bathe
Been on the road for three days
Chicken and fries with the lays
Ice tea lemonade
Count chicken chic fil a
Met a Lil
hemorrhoids? Oh, that's too bad... Listen... so you've got a mountain, with a tree, listen, causing... oh, my! Well, let me write this down . . . sorta take
girlfriends wear heels (uh), all my niggas drug deal
We're tight, we're tight, we're tight, sike
We're tight, we're tight, we're tight, sike
All my friends
Got no girlfriend, no woman to call my own
Got no sweetheart waiting by the phone
No one to talk with and get through the night
Say kind words
at the Waffle House
I seen him with his other girlfriend riding by my house
"This is why we do not trust men"
(Hold up, check me out)
'Cause you stay in my head
the meanest
She wanna take me to Venus
Head game got me in my feelings
Escapism really what I needed
Lil' ma take me out of this world
My pills need rest
She wanna take me to Venus
Head game got me in my feelings
Escapism really what I needed
Lil' ma take me out of this world
My pills need rest best
lil' bro
Bro jus' be throwin' some fits
I cannot rock with your girlfriend
Shawty wan' rock with the clique
I left my heart in Atlanta
Shawty be rockin'
I just got paid on a Friday uh Night
And my pockets is looking mad Tight
And the girls come to me every Night
With the guap Give you taste A lil Bite
pumpin' gas like Texaco (Texaco)
You can catch the shot like it's medical (88)
Girl, you got me frozen, lil' ho, I'ma let it go
My face is yellow, but
After the 5th round then retire
And keep it to yourself, but I know you's a lair
'Cause your girlfriend's tellin' me I'm flyer than a flyer
[Chorus]
me good vibes
Throw it to the side, let’s make it a night
And that’s my mood
Don’t flux my mood
The way you rub my booty boy I might cuff you
Ice cold,
bit skin we acting real bad and we duck our boyfriends!
We done pack up our lil purse and dust off them lil wigs don't ask me what the plan is cause
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