Lyrics:
Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll
Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball
Bitch, this the dream team, Fif' is on call
Whole squad on point, bunch
sayin' is real
I'm livin' a verse ever since 9
11 I've been livin' and lurkin'
Don't cross my path cause you
Don't want the outcome
By Any Means Necessary
the door, I just blast on state trooper"
She opened up the door, and I walked in
She grabbed the hammer, and nailed it till I'm locked in
I said, "Yo whassup
to your, nine to your) i'm fucked up
(Nine to your, nine to your) , but
Watch this though (Nine to your dome, ho)
Ayy (Nine to your dome, ho) , ayy
Bougie
glory
I'm all dressed up
I’m clothed in glory
My armor on
I’m clothed in glory
I'm all dressed up
I’m clothed in glory
My armor on
I’m clothed in glory
the joint like a paid schooler
Give me all my chedder in fives
Light blue, five fifty by the door, I had my ho with the nine
How you feeling soldier? Fill
dressed like a bum
Top 2 and I'm not 2 but I am also not the one
My nigga got knocked like a week ago
Ran up in his crib while he was sleeping yo
Stashed
Give you everything you need
Still you want that sugar daddy over me
She want a sucker, sucker in a three piece
A sucker all dressed up in a three
Give you everything you need
Still you want that sugar daddy over me
She want a sucker, sucker in a three piece
A sucker all dressed up in a three
huh, yeah uhuh, yeah, uh uh, uh, yeah)
I'm dressed, like some ranch
I'm way too complex, the best of my branch
Not only the world but a nine in my hands
Have been swallowed up
By a cuddly group
Who land and rub off
Hoping that
Whatever it is
Will land and drop off
I met a hero of mine
I shook his
on one
Tell these bitches
I'm on one
Tell these haters
I'm on one
Coud 9's
Where I'm on
Al3x da gr8
He a trooper
Iron made
Insane
He a shooter
Writing
dressed in rags
Pick up the pieces and lower the flags
I'm goin' to Woodstock, it's the Aquarian Age
Then I'll go to Altamont and sit near the stage
Put
and they took me back
Had no friends for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in the county jail
Got up next morning about a half past nine
I
On the creep
And my car ain’t got no key
Hit the app, Face ID
Speeding in the N line, got pulled over by the troopers
The top black, it’s 3 A-M they thought my
3lik metfatten
kil Piranha miette mankhalli
Ouenfoklek Amal
She's so pretty when she show up in time
S7i7 wa7deni when she walking me by
Gotta lift my
you've got them
3 lots of 3 3 in a line
As you can see
3 lots of 3 make 9...
That's right!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
I'm 3 blocks up and down
And 3 from
Bghiti to9oss ila gnafty aji nwerrik l'kharja
Men Casa tal tanja yeah
No lie no lights up
Oh my city casa by night
Moonlight moonlight yah
Noumertini
Bghiti to9oss ila gnafty aji nwerrik l'kharja
Men Casa tal tanja yeah
No lie no lights up
Oh my city casa by night
Moonlight moonlight yah
Noumertini
Have been swallowed up
By a cuddly group
Who land and rub off
Hoping that
Whatever it is
Will land and drop off
I met a hero of mine
I shook his
gye nu by force
Grrr
And thats on god
Cause boys make wild for street
We do this so mama go fit eat
S3 w3ni BA y3 sikas3M mu ah, joe boy you never go
five minutes late will get a nigga fired
Heard they hiring up the block I think I need a job
Shit It's either sell weight or get a nine to five
Been that
the Loot Pack crew
Funky like Con-Funk-Shun, more style than Stylistics
I got mo' beats than Magic's got assists so
Raise up off me, or get snatched by
the Loot Pack crew
Funky like Con-Funk-Shun, more style than Stylistics
I got mo' beats than Magic's got assists so
Raise up off me, or get snatched by
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