Lyrics:
to put them hitters on 'em, ski'd up, we ain't got Corona
I might pull up in a Hummer, like I'm mothafuckin' Stunna
Like I'm XO, take your ho, I flip
Southside: lil' Key-C
I showing up, everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leaning in they seat
Smoking
Southside: lil' Key-C
I showing up, everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leaning in they seat
Smoking
car in your name?
Can I come to your place?
Or is it where your girl stay?
Ain't with them games
I'm off that lil' boy shit
I'm off that lil' boy
'm janky, wipe your nose Mr. Hanky (huh)
Trappin' outta Stone Ridge, sellin' hoes and zones of med'
Where I went I found my plug Matt and took Jimmy's shit
bangin' your chick [what you talkin' 'bout?]
Got your boys out the hood now they slangin' and shit
I know you mad that's why you in court, turnin' on him
sleep
Pain was so real
It made me numb
Failin' in school
They thought I was dumb
'Fore I got started they thought I was done
No I ain't the two, so
This lil' mama talkin' sex with me
I'm eager even if she just wanna come rest asleep
I need you especially to let me know if i'll be yours I don't
the hood that you can't stay
I'll invite a nigga over then make him leave in the same day
Can you meet her?
I'm talkin bout a chick wit a Coke bottle
' to myself again
No no no
Talkin' to myself again, woah
Talkin' to myself, I'm talkin' to myself again
(REALISM)
I said this mind that I am stuck in got me
rogers just the
Other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the f you talkin' 'bout
'til he told me Lorna died
It fed me up so much I
Couldn't even go
Nigga, that's yours, yeah (No cap)
I sleep with a K and a couple grenades
I'm ready for war, yeah
Nipsey blue Range Rover SVR
Racks in the safe, I
Lost in your arms again
Lost in the waves
Standing by a river got me caught up in my dreams
Caught in-between, rough undercurrent in the stream
This
serve (word)
Turnt 16 I was at the corner curb, big knots in my dickie pants
Had a plug on dat weed and had a plug on dat cain, I'm off da chain mayne!
beat yo' ass if you walk in this house with tears in your eyes
Runnin' from poopoo and 'prentice
Go back outside, I beat yo' ass, lil nigga
That
beat yo' ass if you walk in this house with tears in your eyes
Runnin' from poopoo and 'prentice
Go back outside, I beat yo' ass, lil nigga
That
Southside lil Kici
I showin em, Everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leanin in they seat
Smokin swisha
sent for
Ayy, I never gave a fuck about a friend, though
I'm just tryna pull up in the Benz, though
Cutting loose ends like, yeet
Niggas talkin' sweet
and a nice pair of kegs
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake
and a nice pair of kegs
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake
off the rip rip (the rip)
Oh, he got shot in the leg, but you got killed killed (dead)
Your crew keep talkin' that shit, boy, y'all a trip trip
I
got my pistol close at hand, this for the REAL,
Real pussies in the can
[Bridge One-Lil Wayne/Mr. Ivan]
The rhymes you are about to hear are true.
streets
Nigga, I probably can't get no peace
Can't even go to sleep
Catch a nigga, put his ass to sleep, what?
Huh? Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me
your hood and let lil' bucket, it be scrapin' metal
Pull the mask down, I do the deed he, goes Danny Phantom
Mr. Filch in them darkwoods, yeah, I got my
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