Lyrics:
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
Number nine will put you on the spot
Number nine will tie you up in a knot
When you're tryin' multiplying by nine
You might give it everything
as Saviii "Most Hated" 3
No remorse, it's only troopers that can bang with me
The life of livin' federally, just tryin' to get the glory
Was flocking
Walk in wit the fye
I don't count the caliber unless it's forty-five
Dressed in all white
Got 3 bitches by my side
If you can't go then get behind
If
Never back down
Ti9 f2ahlamek chi nhar ayt7e9e9o ghir sebar chewiya
Je garde l'espoir rebi m3aya toujours
W d3awi walidiya
Alef derb fdehar
and a DJ (Tell 'em)
3 mics and A DJ (Yep)
Know 3 young niggas on the North
By name of Quavo, Offset and Takeoff
We mobbing pull up at your house
Squad open
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
The nigga that I didn't know said he had some on the weed
And stoppin' by the crib so he can get up on some cheese
I've smelled shit in the game as soon
Freeing the girl who gets to remote-control me
10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line
6 to the best, low 5 for
well, you gotta pick two out of three
‘Cause the price goes up when demand swells
So if your contractor has skills, he pads his bills
And if you don’t
Looking at the pictures right up in my phone
Driving down the sunset dressed in gold
Designers to express herself we at the stores
My private runway model
Looking at the pictures right up in my phone
Driving down the sunset dressed in gold
Designers to express herself we at the stores
My private runway model
drive, now Hue ride sick when he high
Pull up Novotel, run ride they want us to die
Loose cannons do damage, well I'm dumpin' this 9
Whole clique in
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
about 1:15
Now, I'm leavin' Queens about 3:15
Hopin' I can hit one of my queens
So I hit about 7:15
Then I finish at 9:15
Tell her to wake me up
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
I dont know wach ghanmchiw b3id
Kanfe9 endi dem fyddi
Amnésie ga3ma 3arf achtandir
Hundred mouchkil on my mind
Mra down mra up
Mada9 dlife chuia mar
I'm here but I'm barely even watching the show
'Cause tonight we toast to our accomplishments
Insecurity dressed up as confidence
I said tonight we
racks, that's what we do
3-9-1-0, we ain't playing by the rules
We came from the bottom, had to grind to the top
We made our own way, bitch we never stop
bands is a must
We gotta get that, spend that, get that
Re-up, recoup, repeat that
Say deuce 9 in that ending
Been winning since the beginning
Did
ghadi nbano
Dayzin super fast bhalchi flash
Going up up
Step by step nigga none stop
Blama t3adeb 9areb choufa
Ghada dabab lflow dima m9awed
Dima chad
[Chorus]
Now bring it back to that one, two, three
I'm at the three nine five with that art, chew sneeze
Bring it back to that one, two, three
I'm
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