Lyrics:
(aye)
Got two bad bitches on my dick today
Like Kid Laroi that bitch could Stay
You can not compare to me (yeah)
Wrist on ice
On zero degrees (ice ice
live fast
In that city, that's just how shit go
(Sipping slow, living fast)
Rule number one, keep pole where you go
Rule number two, can't put trust in
on any field, should compare me to Bo Jackson
So nice, I'm so Fabolous
One and then the two, three and then the four
They can't breathe when I'm coming
Wop (Wop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Han
Go
They say that I'm a clone, I'm not a human being (well, damn)
'Cause I can't on and maim you without my
the man they love to hate, The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
Pick up the posse on 23rd and Jackson
Headin for the strip, yes were lookin for some action
The limo's
dawg two-somethin' just to shoot somethin'
Left them niggas stretched out on the train tracks
Rather you than me, here come that payback
Got 'em
I ain't tryna hear what you goin' say
I'm gonna make it anyway
Don't compare, we ain't the same
I ain't tryna play no games
Keep my Jesus
They way that we drummin' make you think what's one hunit
Plummet we don't want it son its the dumbest
We done and wanna get from it
Havin'
Heard that little shit that you dropped, we was not compelled
Niggas know they can't compare
My attitude is Laissez-faire
You do you and I do me, I'm
(Verse1)
We run from problems cause we don't know how to solve 'em
Nothin' major just obnoxious
Like my bitch that keeps on talkin'
'bout what she's
up I'm on my grind
I hustle everyday
And I won't 9 to 5 but you
Can get that 9 for 5
We got that ye, ay ay bae bae
Come around my way everything be
Both my 80 and 20, that's a Jackson five
I wanna rock with you girl, that's a Jackson five
What a time to be alive, girl the future's bright
I could ask
nigga on the West Coast
That holds two mixtapes
On the East Coast back to back motherfuckas'
Suck my dick
Ain't nothin of y'all can do to stop
(the City
I alone in my praise, do you share my assessment?
She like yeah that was nice, I enjoyed myself
Great, yeah
She like can you reach that shelf for
C'mon down
V A
(C'mon)
Portland
(C'mon)
Chi-town
(C'mon)
C'mon down
Make you shake like, sunshine, naked shoe was once mine
Had bottom inner drawers
but what you doin
Nothin but walkin round tha projects shoo-shooing
Get mad when I flash tha karats don't want to see me have it
I guess tomorrow I'll
you see a boss – I’m 2-Toned Up!
Big up to NYC the Big Apple
The Five Boroughs; the Hip-Hop Capital
I held it down in the Boogie Down…Bronx let’s get it
a
A young nigga as consistent
As you that has affected the world in
Such a positive way since, you know
Michael Jackson
And then, when you've finally got
that's what I said on intellectuals, you'll see it afar,
I already knew this shit, it ain't nothin bizzare, I saw it comin the day that I started makin my
Ah, yeah, we finna get ready to bump that smoked out, locked out, part two
Mystic Stylez, Three Six Mafia in the ho
We finna do that shit
Mafia
into her five point o
I wanted her because she looked like Janet Jackson
Caramel complexion, sportin sexy fashion
"Hello, how you're doin?" I said, "they
compare me to nobody, Gucci Mane I'm not a clone
If you ain't chasing that bag then it's something wrong
She's black but act like a yellow bone
She's short
ain't feelin me
That you gotta be harder to please to feel it to me
Feel this, nigga bounce
[Chorus] ? 2X w/ ad libs
[Royce Da 5'9"]
What, what? We
and Flex don't roll unless they Andrew Jackson
It's Brooklyn by me the crook the I-B ya even look
At ID you gettin' hooked to I-V
Motherfuckers huh
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