Lyrics:
wouldn’t buy it
This shit too late by the time y’all catch up I’m on the interstate
For goodness sake I shouldn’t let you pussy niggas eat off my plate
a lil cash she want more
Get a lil cash she want more
Im in the south
By Mississipp
Pour this tris
I gotta sip
Aint get enough
Just bought a zip
Soda gone
caught like I was a pitcher
I'll be gone for min
But I'll be comin back soon
Mr summer jimmy June
Mr add it by the 2s
You look so confused
I quit playin
Hennessy and some Alizé)
You can run the streets with your thugs (we finna eat that food, smoke a lil' blunt)
I'll be waitin' for you (lay up in the bed)
hundreds collide
Falling right from the sky
Kenny Lofton and I be so high
Riverfront in 305
I'll be down, park by the side with B. Brown
With knee problems I
She like Kapone, like what you really wanna do
I said lil bitch who you
She said she love me, "I'm like who"
I said I'mma clone, like Mr. stay her
on the gang you must be a fool
That nigga want smoke so I reach for the JUUL
I get shorty wet and dive in it like pool
Duel disk on the wrist always ready
sundown and on the twelve I guess
But now it's time cut the shit where's my mind at my best
I gotta test a nigga to see what he got can a fool
Make me
and Big Boy one crazy son of a bitch
Y.G.'s, Lil' Daze, Rat Raw, and Ty B. and the rest
The Lou is man or posse, someone pulled off his vest
And carve
fools?
[01:45.91]Hey Mr. Know It All, for you is my blues
[01:49.83]Bang Bang, you scored again
[01:53.54]You're gonna fool me when I am dead[02:33.35]Hey
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's
(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame.
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by
a stripper pole come get a lap dance nigga
All deez niggas say they fly well I'm Batman nigga
I'm riding with dat 9 ain't for nan lil nigga
Take your bitch
one now bring on de other load
Hibryd music is what I'm branding
Why buy that wen I can wear mi
Cost lil money to look like dis
Cost lil money to smoke
tryna get me a loaf
I ain't worried bout ' nobody, keep drac )' in my coat
I ain't no P, but I'm stiff onna hoe
And I smoke By tha P , this shit came
a pack so i smoke my woods by the twos
Shawty dont dare looking my way if that pussy loose
Only fuck with brand new dont want it if its been used
Ima
talk to me and my mind go blank
Slit your throat, leave your body in a tank
Also by the way by tank I do mean barrel
I'm tryna smash Mr White's neighbor
Fuck Mrs. Kalert
She thought I was gone
Never make it out of school
Breaking all the rules
Don't get played
Just like a fool
Nigga want pressure
We
I like myself better off the smoke
I like gettin' high on the low
Off the drugs I'm always in control
I don't know where I'm goin' but I'ma go
Cause I
I think motherfuckers saw it
Put the smoke in the air, Don't pass it
Don't roll no hemp, Roll a classic
If she gotta Lil butt when she shake it, I
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
died on a mission that lil nigga stayed in gun smoke
Get the drop and spin step on buddy and his twin
Been hittin licks since I was 10 now I’m sliding
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