Lyrics:
a nigga know what hood you from
Eveybody wit me drunk as fuck, break it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a girl like you, a nigga like me can't pass it
Looking at your phone, you see me call, you ignore it
Make me wanna call another whore up
My pimp kicking in, too high for this shit
And man them games
a
Mentality that suppresses humanity
Some of you here probably remember the night
When the Donda tweets came through
Me and I started talking about professions
1-0-1-7 (poppin')
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Big 1-0-1-7 (ayy)
Hey
Hey, hey, hey
When you poppin', every time you move, you gotta move with
the Glock in his pants
Get pop if you playing
Feel like no heart is inside me
I got narcotics inside me
My bitch she know that I'm own
I tell we grown let's
the nerve to call itself religious
Rich just getting richer, we just tryna live our life
Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite
They killed my cousin with
by side
Taking over seasons
Call it mine
Richer and richer
I'm buying time
If that's your girl
Then I'm running through her mind
Saying what I thought
tha King of the South, there is none flyer
(I'm tha King)
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Thought you was on top
(I'm tha King)
I pass right by ya
I will
since you see me on?
Nah fam, you see it don't work like that
When I hit you up I expect a call back
Lone wolves can't ever run with the pack
All my dawgs
a movie but duck when we shoot
OGM rolling mo action than you
Lights camera don't make me come out
That booth
Make a scene quick if you come at my crew
What
none of that really matters
When I caught my eyes in Spain
She walked into me like you did your thing
In that Spanish accent
The one I love so much
She
never catch me cappin
She talkin' bout why you answer my calls, I was asleep but I was cappin
I'm with my homeboys but I'm on my dolo, Throw up the foes
of my triggers
These bitches confessing their love
And I tell ‘em go figure
That shit won’t be making me richer
Sangria just come by the pitcher
I told
niggas bitches, you ask me)
I fuck with one of them niggas
I don't know none of them niggas, man
(You ain't ever laid down nigga, fuck ya)
Paint it, I
of a nigga
He even call me a coon
Go figure
But he don't want that smoke
He's a sipper
Cause even when I'm broke
I'm feeling richer
Time spent trying to digest
grand; the Clan enhanced me
Try to creep the Clan, you better out run
A solid gold silver-bullet-shootin' shotgun
I'm
tha King of the South, there is none flyer
(I'm tha King)
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Thought you was on top
(I'm tha King)
I pass right by ya
I will
make sure you all seated
In Billboard read it, believe it
(Chorus)
[G-Dep]
Soul Controller, rap Ayatollah
Kids hate me when they older I put
make sure you all seated
In Billboard read it, believe it
(Chorus)
[G-Dep]
Soul Controller, rap Ayatollah
Kids hate me when they older I put
some random nigga that live in Atlanta
That she only see when she feels obligated
Admitted it to me the first time we dated
But she was no angel,
I hadda slow down
But I got me a homie still slanging the drought, told em this how it go
Get me sum product you go onna roll
You sell outta product
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
bitch richer, I might call her Adele
Triple digit numbers up on the scale
Scamming shit but you could never tell
Probably why they had to ban me off Zelle
till I die
All my friends just dead, so my Uzi by my side
Burnin' up my head, only way I feel alive, huh
Money spent on meds, purple tears when I cry
You
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