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drugs you took
Stuck in a nook
Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook

Here lemme tell ya a tale
You in jail gettin railed
A piece of rail

the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep

to the old me

Sugar coated no koolaid 
Whats my name know its too late 
Why he drop it got that new you 
Im like soulja boy hit em with the you 
Rockaway 
Now

my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he

Beeper

Dababy

Blank Blank

on the internet
But I don't never see them at the bank (hey)
I'm at the counter takin' out some rap money
The teller tell me that I act funny
I'm going shoppin

like Toni Braxton
And I think most of these rappers should stick to fashion
Ya

Hit em with a semi automatic when I'm in it
I can tell you fake as fuck

like Toni Braxton
cnd I think most of these rappers should stick to fashion
Ya

Hit em with a semi automatic when I'm in it
I can tell you fake as fuck

London where them boys die by the hundreds
No one taught us how to mourn, so we go print 'em on our jumpers
Back when Megan had the TT, hood dreams

'bout no muthafuckin' people
I won't rest till I see a nigga dead in the concrete
I be a TRU Soulja till I'm buried
I leave 'em worried, gettin' high for

the VIP
My money can't fit in clips
I tell the hoes when they strip
That they can play with my clit

Ooooh
Boobs, boobs, boobs, boobs, lotta boobs

I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's

Know he hate to see Young Harry run it up
Use to shit on me I got more followers
Tell that boy he better hurry and follow up
I did what I could for em

bag full of Za (right there)
We gon' smoke 'til tomorrow (twenty-four)
I might keep these pints for the drought
Then break 'em back out like I'm

The hate is in our DNA and we been likely to clot so fuck you, hype beast

On God, I'ma tell the truth or die tryin'
Young city boy, I was raised by lions

Who gon' love you good as me and treat you right? (Who?)
When they speak on us, I tell 'em we locked in for life (yeah)
Know they want some insight,

brudda caught a case
I'll see em by July
Yea
I'm waisting it down
Still don't know when I come down
Say she wanted love
I'm in love with my life
Boy I

on the yacht, boy, you know we never lackin
Every time I'm in the yacht, bitch, you know I'm always snappin
Eat, teach, sell out, beat, and tell a brain don't

need you to bust them shots with me
Baby girl, will you be mine
I'll take you on a shopping spree
I told that boy, don't even try
He'll be wasted by

the blinds (yeah)
Heard the opps hip on the back door
Shit, boy, I'm creepin' out the side (on God)
I'm a boss, you a worker (phew)
Like, why in the fuck

Double R the Wraith (skrrt-skrrt)
Peekin' out the blinds (yeah)

Heard the opps hip on the back door
Shit, boy, I'm creepin' out the side (on God)

Unlock with a key lava Tennessee call that vol-cano
Are you OK? No Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
It's my guy Kano uh yeah
Let's kick it on easy play the game
Round

It’s so many ways I can start this verse
Ima start by putting niggas in hearse then leave em in the dirt
Go and check my last EP if ya females wanna

(hey)
Hop in the frog, woo (skrrt)
I tell that bitch to come comfort for me (comfort me)
I swear these niggas is under me (hey)
They hate

Bad And Boujee

Migos

Bad and Boujee

2016

(hey)
Hop in the frog, woo (skrrt)
I tell that bitch to come comfort for me (comfort me)
I swear these niggas is under me (hey)
They hate