Lyrics:
huge size
Two Audis that's two rides
With a big pool with three sides
Got chicks in 'em they my four wives
Oops I mean fall guys
Plus I got a PS5
There's
sippin' on the venom of snake fangs, skipping super for a fix or two and then some
You justify addiction by calling it medication, like as long as it's
the best can solve the puzzle
And see the truth hidden by the youth through Bluetooth
I see mad bitch ass rappers talk about mad bitch ass hoes
I hear them
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep
chick that I'm 'bout to go sink my teeth in (ha)
New chrome Mac, I hit him, heard a few bones crack
That killer shit, my whole crew on that
Niggas
your money man buy your mama crib
And then after that don't buy
don't invest your life
In no chick in you knew two years
You gon slow your life up by
bolle
No enter club loss light turn back de cry ngemé
Problem for di pays d le fufu witi kendé
Any chick for molyko wan show head inside tele
Billi chick
brought
Them through the Alps
Catching the enemy completely by
Surprise and defeating
Them there are no Alps and
No obstacles that can stand in the
Way
Black chick white guy
Does it mean shit maybe
I don't know but yo it never phased me
But either way here's one tail
Of two like that and what
been the truth
I been the truth
I been the truth
I’m just the part most people fail to mention
Yeah Street scholar, but empowered by my new
, Truth Fuccin Roccz
Two fucking glocks shoot some rude fucking shots
Legendary good and a plane of sober
GMode and Rekkards Inc. niggas taking over, what's
right at the Truth commercial
Some days I don't want to be bothered
Some days I just miss my father
And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out
It
some more
Didn't think the chick I called baby was a child
Child by her brain getting two way
Drinking cool-aid it's Tuesday, so girl tell me who today
to shoulder in riot gear
Thinking we fear them fucks
Truth is the script is flipped now
They have to stand there still
Watch to make sure there are no sudden
name chain, diamond chips crips style
With the magic bracelet, sweat with your case swiss
Athletic chick who run track
Hey miss, pleasure's all mine
block you pump on is the spot you get slumped on
Tory told me the story, it sounded a little crazy
A little Nas, a little 2Pac, Brenda's having a baby
leaving soon
Second session within a fraction of a second
He’s sexing supermodel chick with no protection
Sweating driven by demons of misconception
he pays the cost
True story part 1 shopping at Ross
Part 2 reminiscing bout drake and josh
Part 3 truth Got shot
Now a Conscious Rose grows down
movin' on to the next
Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
'Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no
from outta here
Fill me up with some downers yea
I just met here today and she talkin exchanging vows and shit
I like em coming by the twos exchanging
ridden by several men
who had a chick too who was cookin' for them,
called snow white, because of her habit
snorting the coke with Peter the Rabbit.
It's
with the wrong peeps
And selling more crack than cracks in concrete
Mission complete til' you was caught by the police
Now it's no college just fam that
Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, two years ago, on Thanksgiving,
When my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant
But Alice
Cuz my super soaker been taking
By a bad chick never average
She super thick no fake shit
Swag
I ain't worried about you niggas
Let me swag
Yeah you
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