Lyrics:
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
What's the place where you see more girls
that you'd like to pick up, than any other place?
Honey was offended by the pick up line
Honey was
body, I'ma go air them out
Am I way too rich
Is that why I got these problems?
That boy got a problem
Glocks finna solve them
And I'm counting big amounts
shine by myself, we shine together cause we a team
Man, I love all my brothers, we for sure the next big thing
He think he stepping , he get his designer
serious
Shawty you the baddest thing in town
Oh baby im serious
And im just tryna make you mine
Oh baby
Baby ion mean to hold you but I can't help but
latin (woah)
Buena noche she napping (aye)
Buenas dias I’m back in (bet)
Hit them with a little bit of this and a little bit of that (why why)
Vibe is off
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Yeah baby
Aye
Ok
Badu playing while I'm by you laying
Had to fall through couldn't even call you baby no
No no no
My
I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
you'll be misled
By stupid little things put inside your head
Or someone else that you will see
They're trying to lead your destiny
By the time you
like you nothing
Soon as you come around they'll try to put you down
That's why I just been chasing my chips so I can move far from my town nigga
got a grip
I was such a little guy to big homie
Story of a little guy to big homie
I could write an album
For yah
Big homie
They would write about him
Oh, I introspect
Way too much
A little devil I can't brush
A smaller me, I can't trust
I'm introspecting way too much
Why am I scared?
Why do I feel
real bright nah nah
So why don't you get comfortable baby
Just relax you can lean on me
Flying on vacation sitting under palm trees
Shawty by my side, I
of rounds
Tripping like you from out of town
The four pound will leave you on the ground without a sound
Ain't no fathers round, sons of anarchy
Fighting
to leave me that way
Boy, I don't want to leave you
So I'll stay for a little while
But we play by my rules
'Cause bein' loose just ain't my style, no,
your friends come around
She's the kinda ho that'll make you cry
The kinda ho you have to call before you come by
So why do you wanna kill when she says
my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
By
For all the people that still owe me, I can make a Christmas list
I went from little seed to Big Dojah, Photosynthesis
Foe trying to eat a biscuit with
little clones
Oh, you're mad, huh? Bitch, I've been the GOAT
Bitch, I've been the GOAT
Me and all my niggas we gon' ball out forreal
I don't gotta bark
the neck up
Picking up crumbs man ya oughta get swept up
Going to the gym getting big getting flexed up
Just to get shot by a skinny nigga dressed up
In
Aye Big Gen let's go to work
Damn little nigga you been out here thugging for a minute
How old you is little nigga
Sixteen damn nigga how the fuck
shit on my own I know that no one will help
Conversations at home all alone by myself again
Home by myself again, home by myself
Dealing with the same
Hollywoodn't
I do what Hollywoodn't
You can lose your mind on Mulholland drive
Just to highlight your one line
Glossy eight by ten a town of tanning beds
Oh
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