Lyrics:
(Chorus) B.G. 4x
Fuckin' with tha B.G.
Ca$h Money goin' broke puttin change on niggas brain behind me
Verse Two: B.G.
I ride dirty
fuck niggas, "Pop out"
We get the drop and we bendin' again
Ride with a switch
You wanna see how it slams?
Simon says, do what I say or you dead
Better
Mr. Roboto
(And thank you very much oh Mr. Roboto
for helping me escape just when I needed to)
Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto
(Thank you thank you thank you)
believe me
Even when I show them proof, they still ain't fucking believe me
I can scam your fucking grandma any day if you gon' fuck with me
Boy, Im Mr
We havin' a check by the way
Huh, woo woo woo
You feel me? You dig
Shit look easy, know what I mean
Hey
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil
been a ride
Never imagined this day would come that I'd say goodbye
Cause my life used to move by so slow but now I end up flying
Through the PHS parking
$ypson
Uh uh yeah uh
I mixed the good with the evil
I pop me a addy
I'm smoking sativa
I got your lil bitch
She know she a eater
I ride with the stick
You
Got a lot on my mind lil shawty
Ima pour a six lil baby
Im out my body shawty I been wilding out ouuu
Come and ride with a g lil bae
Come smoke a lil
DoorDash
You really think you fuckin' with
Hitman? You sure Cass'?
Diz', Goodz, Ars', me
How the fuck you gonna weather the storm?
I'm just judgin off your
brag with
Bitches getting cleansed by the preacher's at the back
I walk Independent buh the racks follow me
Lock and Lock that's what I'll do to my
they shit
I had niggas shootin' out from both sides
Ghost ride the hit, ghost ride the hit
Ghost ride
Fuck doin' drive-bys, when we slide
We doin'
(Go) I've been going federal fed
Might pop me a med, then burn up her head (woo)
He know he not 'bout that life
It's fuck that lil' nigga and I
I told her something must be wrong with my phone
'Cause my baby wouldn't hang up on me
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
I told her something must be wrong with my phone
'Cause my baby wouldn't hang up on me
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
I told her something must be wrong with my phone
'Cause my baby wouldn't hang up on me
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
fuck mothers
I chug bottles and pass out on they La-Z-Boy
She try to leave them lil' niglets with me? Shit
I treat 'em all like I'm Snoop Dogg in
Gon' let me fuck still i mix a little bit of
Kendrick with some LA weather
Then step out like Chicago in it's finest era
You niggas begging for attention
can't knock the hustle (alright)
But I- it's like a game of twenty-one and I got nineteen
And my Jake but I put more D on me
Lil' Weezy Wee gon' eat
her something must be wrong
With my phone
Cause my baby wouldn't hang up
On me
Mr. Telephone Man
There something wrong with my line
When I dial my
in me?
Man I do, and I know a few who
For the ride
So I’ll ride, say you’ll ride by my side
Least for the night, if not for my life
We could make it
a nigga try mr then im gone slide!
You can pain see the pain in my eyes
Aint no shame in me ion cry
Drown da pain by smokin weed
Im high
Got it out da mud
play me like no fool
She love when I go deep in, Ion play it by the rules
I say don't lie to me lil bit just tell the truth
Them boys they gone ride for
I don't know what you doing
But you know I'm looking for you
I don't know what you're doing
But you know I'm coming home soon
Take you on a lil
commitment
But with you I feel like I'm different
I need you cause you set me free
Mrs. Awiti, you
Know that I need
Need you
Sasha please
Sasha Please
Shawty
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