Lyrics:
they self
Everybody want it money and the power
Sell our whole lives they pay you by the hour
Then tax what you make
Back to the bank
Snake eating it's
bad, yeah
Champagne in ya glass, yeah
Shake that ass, yeah
Put the money in the bag, yeah
Give me cash, yeah
We getting more lit by the glass, yeah
Hope
like they know labor pains?
For that line, f- it, call me transphobic
Call it hate speech, but I'm not the man hopeless
I just stand focused, you can act
acting like they know labor pains?
For that line, fuck it, call me transphobic
Call it hate speech, but I'm not the man hopeless
I just stand focused, you
we ain’t in the same rooms
I’m just rappin this
So I can shoot the vid in cancun
Freak lil bitch
Tryna lick my man boobs
I threw my shirt on
Fucked her
hands
Catch you getting off of work then I'll put you in a van
Tie you up in rope, have you screaming for your man
But bitch they can't hear you, down by
Man I really really fuck with all you dream rappers
You're getting everything that a youngin had ever sought after
Tight bitches and britches with
stacking up racks
I'm avoiding da tax
Double texting me back
Tell your girl to relax
I'll pick you up soon
She wan chill in my room
Not trying to be her
to the tax man
I'm trying to have them put my face on a mountainside
They wasn't sure about the taste till it galvanized
And then they started giving chase
never rest, we obsessed
Never stress, I don't spend, I invest
Make it back, be the boss pay the tax
Keep the real by my side, dodge the fakes
In
on my syntax, as I bend backs by impacts (impacts)
then I give a concusssion in your NUTS when I'm bustin'
(Heads)
Dead with my lead graff
I cloth thee,
[Gun shots followed by screaming]
[Proof:]
Pow-pow! Straight off the corral
Now, the dirtiest street vet from the mile
Is vexed without the techs
repell
Followin the chorus
Indorced by the force
And honey I just wanna hug you're curves like a porsche.
go ahead throw them sore issues back on the fire
Yea
Yea
This real shit man
Shit I gotta get off
Is my speech really free
I got questions to ask but sorta scared to speak
Don't wanna be canceled by
the black fist
I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Kung Fu kick
Platform shoes out the mother ship
Talk shit, swallow, spit, I'm a pimp
Whitewalls and a black leather
race just by stayin' in they lane
Hey
And we all about this music never chasin' any fame
Ain't too much left there is to really say
Man I'll rock some
what a player told me
Bitch
You can’t get this dick for free
Plug ship P’s weigh em by the OZ
Blue dream, sour D, cookies, OG
I hear em talking shit when
pretty, all my niggas brazy
We sell that white, sell that brown, call it rice and gravy
Call me Tunechi Lee or don't call me at all
Man fuck all you
Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls
Told that bitch take your shoes off, look don't even argue
Got your bitch tip-toeing on Italian marble
They
niggas brazy
We sell that white, sell that brown, call it rice and gravy
Call me Tunechi Lee or don't call me at all
Man fuck all you niggas, pause
probably hate me
She used to threaten she had a man to replace me
She talk that shit, I just hit the escape key
And then she get mad and wanna go and erase
lose a connection
'Cause I remember Stacy, she prolly hate me
She used to threaten she had a man to replace me
She talk that shit, I just hit
maker
All day singin', supper on the ground
Old folks and youngins, gather 'round
Every kind of fiddle you ever did see
Come along merry and sit by me
the issue
Superficial
I wanna talk to the plug and not the middle
Man you riddle
Pockets little
Beneficial
Smoking crystals
Hold up
If I gotta slide, Niggas
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