Lyrics:
care whatever you feel
We're serving him right and that is the deal
On the inside and the outside
Devil be waiting to make a kill
Jesus be watching up
(Buss)
A bricky I might bust ya (Buss)
I heard he serving trash (Ew) Your food belongs in a dumpster (Ew)
Elizabeth's in my pocket dislocate an opp boys
Calm down D-One
I know they envy right now
I'm bowling with chopsticks
Serving up Kung Pow
Sesame Chicken
I know what that's about
Sesame Beef
It's
serving he having them chickens
He got shot with a Ar ain't leaving no witness
Slanging this stick out the coupe a young nigga too with it
Young nigga
casual
Gimmie that gimmie that good stuff
Gimmie that gimmie that grind
Serving that serving that body
Tekin your tekin your time
Cause tonight your gunna
a crown and cape
Got my babe
Down south
Doing whatever I say
Put a smile on my face
That's great
All day
Friday the Thirteenth
Scary hours
Hustlers serving
Do you wanna taste my kitten
Serving you a fruit forbidden
Run your hands along my leather
A perfect mix of business and pleasure
I saw you staring
pussy in my face
Up in ctlanta
I'm good in ctlanta
I'm serving ctlanta
Get paid in ctlanta
My bitches bad and they come from ctlanta
These bitches bad
Catching these plays getting this money like it's an religion
I got these loads serving these bows you can come get a pigeon
Crank up the trap
Tile why le Tile... Tile why le tile eh
Cus I'm serving a living God... Steady hustle till I reach the top
Dead Lion to a living dog, you can't compare
call
Lil pretty bitch I might take that bitch to the mall
All I see green (green) that mean im money team
My brother serving bows he not serving shit by
What's the MO tell me let's go
Do the money march serving nitty's on the road
Praying on a stack double back get it home
Put the teeth in a shhhh
strictly business foolishness get relinquished
We serving Pesto Trapanese Come N get a piece
For a major feast, all my niggas eat
Chefin up recipes
want, you know what do. Huh?
You can get the food, you can get the food
You can get the food, you can get the food
We serving Blacks, Latins, Asians,
strictly business foolishness get relinquished
We serving Pesto Trapanese Come N get a piece
For a major feast, all my niggas eat
Chefin up recipes
Me, Stan, Ry G, Dave we was serving out the Kinnear
Hoe was too familiar i told her bring you friend in here
That lil bitch a thot I don't care if
murder like err when i work the steels
serve on your curb, when i work the wheel
in middle school, i was serving them pills
serving the pills, man
spinning round and round
And this self serving purpose, the only one I've ever known
Because, raised on the outskirts of a one horse town
My mama had me
of the dead ignites
Marching on
Their lifeless call
Merciless killers enslaving us all
Bound by it's will
Endless
Serving for centuries ordered to kill
No
no ta run no
Ta run no competition
Wid you wid you atall
Baby ya perfect in every way
Everyday ya serving ya serving yeahh
I wa neva question ya
of the hustle aint nothing wrong with serving raw
Especially when the lights was out n n gotta cut the oven on
Team pressure busting pipes
Smoking sipping
serving!
Yah
Nigga I’m so fly I’m burning
Think I’m a Boomerang
With these ho’s I keep Curving!
Yah
Bitch, I’m balling like Kyrie Irving
Damn I know
I’m serving all thru the rain it was cold
I got this shit all by my own
I got to stick to the code
I never had a nine to four
But you know I had
the Flashbacks
yeah
I guess it's time to drop a flow
Badmon steeze I'm strapped on the go
Come get the gospel for your bloodclat souls
Most niggas ain't serving
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