Lyrics:
alone what they taught me
I'm naughty by nature
Just bought that to swear cause they thought It was gone like a lost it
I'm pressure and damaging beats
Act like you know what I want and go do it
Act like you got a good point and come prove it
Bitch, it ain't personal, don't get all moody
Why you
(Yuh, Yuh)
(What, what, what, what, what?)
(What, what, what, what, what?)
(What, what, what, what, what?)
(Rye this shit a vibe)
My whole gang be
Playboy on this bitch but he ain't playin' though
Cut my ties with my people, now my grandfather poppin'
Ran it up, all by myself though, now
dust me off now I’m shining
cruising down friant drop the top while I’m riding
Dub hit my phone say he home so I’m sliding
In a minute
First I got
drive-by, they in slow-mo, I just walk up
Nigga, I'ma make sure those crackers don't find you, call it chalk dust
Yeah, 4301, just without the bums, ain't
need my need control
Party poppin’ on the weekend
Is you riding
Got nowhere to go (Got nowhere to go)
We can get neat
Kick up by the beach
Just things I
"Hey!" "Can't nobody hold me.."
[Treach]
So niggaz wan' take it there, huh?
Heh..
See y'all don't know what the fuck goin on
I know what time it is
House with Archie and Paul
Got plex, then it's a mess, you'll be too wet for a towel
You'll be the color I'm reppin', that's what's poppin'
If you think
me a foreign
I want a white 488, yeah
I came up by sellin' four 48s, yeah
I came off from scammin' and swipin'
Steal from my neighbor, I'm
'Cause this is my life (yeah)
I be mile high (High)
Off of two Percs (What?)
Steady changin' my vibe (Vibe)
This is my girl (Girl)
Make her my wife
Knowledge is key to advancement
Nobody gave me advances
Now they hating all in they feelings
You need some period panties
I be so slept on
I'm poppin off like
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end of the night
It's inevitable and incredible, listen,
here)
The gloves gonna come off, grease up my face, put you in your place
Didn't want to scrap, poppin' on the cap when ya gotta fall back ?
Traphouse gettin' too famous
His traphouse poppin' all night
The porch light should be strobe lights
That shit them police don't like
You know them pigs
Written By: Stanley Gentry
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They Thought It Was Over
Aye
Poppin These Verses That I'm Writing Its Another Version Teaching You Is One
still no text back
Heard he disrespect yo shit damn lil nigga get back
Don't ever try my mother pussy bitch yea you don't do that
Tokyo be poppin shit
other hand on my gat pistol poppin poet hit my brodie like what’s rolllin he invite me to a function like bring weed I know you holding bitch I rep for
Ah-yo Coolio what's up with all these fools always poppin' off at the lip
Talkin' about the last sucka to fuck up and stuff like that loc
What's
It's up, nigga
Yeah, you know me by name
You know me by name, you know me by gang gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
You know me by name (it's
(what?)
Know this drink bad for my kidney (drink)
But I keep sippin' and I'm
Gettin' trippy like three sixes (uh)
Juicy, sweat suit made by medusa
(Think we found a LoopHole)
Tell a nigga pull up, yeah
Pull up we poppin' outside, yeah (sheesh)
I done switched whips like four, five times
Okay, rich mother fucker home 505
From the east side of town where you don't drive by
What's that sound? It's another drive-by
Always got a mask
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