Lyrics:
Say they like me better when I'm talkin' my shit
You know that, get lost with your bitch
Got gloss on her lips, there's gloss on my dick
Wipe it
used to, in the hallway
Breakin' up bricks, yellin' fish
Hitta shit, money legit
Buy you a classic, rockin' a fit
Shit that I sip, more than your
south
All we do is floss, nigga, that shit late
Boss, nigga, that one me
Ain't got time, can't no nigga take mine
That shit our shit, lose it? No way
You can try, I guarantee the shit won't work
You can die, I guarantee the shit won't hurt
I can't deny, I was fuckin' with you at first
Pain
in the Lotus Hotel
Look out my window and I'm staring at the hills
I'm moving up, shit finally getting real
How I feel I should be up there less
ain't new to this shit, ay (I ain't new to this shit)
They do the dance (ay)
But they don't do it like this (ay, ay)
Yeah (yeah), ay, yo, bitch (ay,
been? How've you been?
She said, "I been missing that dick on the weekend"
There you go, talkin' 'bout, "Oh shit"
In a car, ride by, nigga playin' my
and I caught it at Phipps (let's go)
Boy, make a movie, don't gimme no lip (movie)
Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP (superstar status)
Keep shit
4X
Hey Milan, that's a hit
4 Way, you get this shit the Glo way
Slime or get slimed (Uh), fuck nigga
Uh, uh, okay, uh, uh
I'm lit like
never gotta practice
I want a whole lotta Jacksons, that nigga pussy, he a actress
I'm Rich Forever, everlasting
My shit together, I been havin' it,
the trap my homeboys' my heart, but shit I gotta move greedy
Got a budget for the lawyer in case I lose with this PD (perfect)
'Cause we tryna get more
Ah-la-la (uh), ah-la-la
I'ma need a fat ass or double D's
Go good head, nigga never leave
Say this shit good, it better be
Well do that shit, stop
and rings, baby, I'm bringin' it home
I put that shit on the front line, watchin' me ballin' from courtside
Now that we been up the whole night, dreamin'
Okay, hey
Wrist thunderstorm, yeah
Papi don't wanna see prone
I kick your bitch out the gang, she get hung (gang)
Hold that shit down, she got
Metro be Boomin
The coupe is retarded (skrrt)
Louis my carpet (carpet)
Don't get us started (huh)
I'm back on that boss shit (what)
She boujee
Haa
How you doin' there
I just be laughin' for all of dat shit, I get dat shit all the time
Mothafuckas just be talkin', bro
You go hear dat shit
Yeah, yeah
Stunna man (brr)
38 baby, you know?
From the bayou
You know?
Just on some OG original shit
Original hot boy type shit
Project life,
[Chorus]
Niggas on my left niggas on my right
Does anybody wanna hear some real shit tonight?
As real as it get holster on my hip
Is anybody tied
Look, they say tomorrow's not promised, but if it was I wouldn't get open
Wouldn't get suits, them shits was made to be broken
Remember coming up,
Ay, yea
Trillville
Yeah Lil Wyte nigga
Hypnotize
Y'all better get that shit right nigga
We don't give a fuck tonight nigga
Ay, y'all niggaz
'dro I got the flyest shit in town
Bet you within a week you'll be able to get a pound
Go ahead and drop you can whip on 24's to get around
Gettin'
Ay, yea
Trillville
Yeah Lil Wyte nigga
Hypnotize
Y'all better get that shit right nigga
We don't give a fuck tonight nigga
Ay, y'all niggaz
ain't lying shit
Get up with a mady 9 chick that brings life to dicks
With Viagra's lips dips a tits and whips
Leaving dirty tips that chicks while
real shit
The got love for Tone cause he make em feel shit
Other DJs like to steal shit
But when we see em
They be frontin like it's love, no it
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