Lyrics:
think that everyone's laughing about you behind yo back?
Do? Huh? You? What?
Ever lay awake at night and wonder when you'll die? I'm askin'
Do? Huh?
she wanted me to make her out a believer
I guarantee ya I'ma see ya when I see ya
And just don't holla out my name like we was all that
Your pussy
she wanted me to make her out a believer
I guarantee ya I'ma see ya when I see ya
And just don't holla out my name like we was all that
Your pussy
Niggas stop being loyal when the money gone
Still walk in this bitch, I'm a hundred strong
One chain on my neck, feel like I got a hundred on
Look at my
When she bend it over I'm pulling her weave
Bitch knocked out that bitch is slumped
I'm smoking these plants I'm smoking them trees
Bitch knocked out
said it
Is my bitch bad? don't be askin' stupid questions
Is my shit wack? hell nah, i'm a livin' Legend
Her panties gettin' wet when she see my name
She walked out the closet
Girl, never write a check I can't deposit
She said, "Boy, stop, let's go walkin'" (let's go walkin')
"You wanna be outside
eye for
Baby yes we can zoom and jump on I4
Maybe go get a room and if u bout dat
Let me stop by da store, so I can cop dat
Most of u girls just let me
I.T. but look at me
In my eyes a woman is way stronger than me
She was given the greatest ability to bring life in this world
A man couldn't handle that
degradin'
Marjorie Taylor Greene prolly spent early ages in isolation
And mom would mail her weed
How else she claimin' all the crazy shit she's seen
Space
bout my dreads what I dye em for
When it's in her she be crying tho
Give her A plus just for tryin tho
Had to cut her off went psycho
Cause I got shorty
everybody could just exhale, let your belly out, you know, and chill. You know. But people get mad at me when I say, Look, let's stop frontin'. And I'm
Makin plans to see ya soon when I know I'm dead wrong
Why oh why must I continue to be a hoe
When I got a fine yellow bow-legged bitch at the crizzo?
She
You got that fire
ain't to fly But When I jus walked by ya
Hands at your side don't you know I ain't your average buya
I thought
four
I am Ray Charles, I cannot see you n****s If you ain't talkin' bout the door
Aquafina when I'm in it After that, she tryna lick it
I am a menace,
that
Pop up on a Thursday, yeah, that bitch, she can throwback
Be like, why
Are you askin' too much questions
Answer to the glock, you can tell it
whipped
Grip they chick
Work in like my resume
I know she don't love him
Cuz she f**** me 'fo her wedding day
Me thinks these punks pathetic
When it comes
whipped
Grip they chick
Work in like my resume
I know she don't love him
Cuz she fucked me 'fo her wedding day
Me thinks these punks pathetic
When it comes
blessed
She retired now but
I still feel like she need dat check
Cuz that sowing room by the jects
Worked her ass to det uma lyrical vet
Still making hits
sleep, day shift, plus the night shift
Ho, quit askin' when I'm free, I'm always priceless
I ain't really rockin' with you, I ain't on that Mike shit
nigga
Celebrity crush in my villa
Take off her skirt and I give it to her
Raw, raw, raw
She want it raw, raw, raw
She said don't stop, stop, stop
never have thought
That was our last love you
My mama was the best
And she was so sweet
Cared for everyone
And made sure that you eat
When it came to life
of the green like guac
Or 20 more towns till I breeze by cops
Shit don’t be hitting my jack, I ain’t hitting you back; got a bitch on the call log
You know she
Choppas singing like autumn they sing along
She love when i hop on the beat
She ain't even a thot ,but for me she a treesh
Did a split ona dick got a nigga
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