Lyrics:
the treasure
And we'll die if we must.
HELP ME!
HELP ME!
Somebody please!
Oh, you saved me!
Nothing I would ever do without my ZiZiPuPu,
My ZiZiPuPu.
Its true.
our year, ho, watch what we do with it
Ten plus in and I can't let go
Just like my girl doin' stupid shit
This a lot of y'all that owe me a check,
Let's get this bread boys
Ight wait, hit it, ay
I don't do this for the fame but I do it anyway
You were sittin' by me, in my second hour
Now I
Tyler I texted you last night I didn't text you today
I said did you get any of my messages
Cause I'm confused as to why you didn't hit me up
I just
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
James
Had a dream of range
But right now I drive whoopty
Bro I ain't a killa
Don't push me
Told em I'll make it
You see as them dey
atracted to thoes older guys tell me why, why you wanna be so crewl. you've got to spend your time with supa fly's and pass me by baby I'm not your little
to action-
cnd then I wrote my first track, goddamn I made it happen,
Which then turned to me and James, sitting, writing raps and,
From there my entire
Hamilton, sit down
Our client Levi Weeks is innocent
Call your first witness
That's all you had to say
Okay
One more thing
Why do you assume you're
ho she think I want her but I don't I'm just a flirt
"Luh Tyler geekin' in the booth y'all probably think that boy a nerd"
I'm tryna run my check up
call me James Brown
Man this that G A B E to the M O to the R A
Y'all really don't know what I'm about, man just get out the way
But try to mess with me,
(Yeah, you feel alright?)
God, goodness gracious
I can't wait to see the look on y'all niggas faces
That boy T not surprised his thoughts
to answer, I've been crawling on this floor
But stepping up is Nike, I just do it
Set up plates and forks and spoons
I make the juice, that lemonade
That
and ass, I ain't trying hear no prolly's
Fuck you want from mike
Nigga to say sorry(nope)
Played him like a fiddle
Aerosmith the party
Steven Tyler shrimp
y en la mano un blunt (en la mano un blunt)
O en el patio con lo' domi, par de cueros llena' 'e silicone (silicone)
Siempre ando con James Jones
No
talk"
Give a fuck about your thoughts, call me if you get lost, bitch
Okay, now you understand what we came here to do, right?
Oh yeah, me, I go by
And this ain't got nothing to do with a scale
Or being g-, little f-, but by the way
Thoughts are getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar
you want mo James wrote no
Cause if you want More we can make a deal
Ro got pills deals on wheels nigga we about to profit man I'm on my way
James
You and You and You
Written and Composed by James Gardin
[Verse: James Gardin]
I wrote this while sitting in terminal b
The words just flowed like
as Travis when he -
(Tyler, calm down)
Don't look at me, I'm 6'5"
About to fucking cry
About another guy, but this is Golf Wang
Do or die i finally had
the whip and I'm gone
Bad lil shawty I'm just tryna bone
Ima fuck then I'm taking her home
Yeah wicked they know lil Tyler got bitches
They say his niggas
stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, MacGyver
Private planes,
VERSE 1: Tyler Durdin
U think I’m too old for this, too old to rap
Might be.. too old to please.. but I ain’t too old ta nap
Wake up at noon and now
cutting checks
I checked you cheapos
Y'all pay for sex
They pay for my songs
Exclusives apple ringtones
I get the bag
Bring it home
Search what i be on
I
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