Lyrics:
shit, y'all know it
Fuck y'all talkin' bout, y'all can hate all y'all want to
But a nigga still gon' do what he do
Y'all know how this shit go
Turn me up
See me sippin on milli (yuh)
Whole crew silly (Whole crew silly)
Audio two billy (Audio two billy)
Never slipping naw (naw)
Heat to mention y’all
on right now dawg, andele
You know y'all sittin, silly lookin {bullshittin}
Get a move on, see my groove on, huh
Ain't no time to burn where I'm from
So
this.
{DJ Paul}
y'all Know the motherfuckin score bitch.
y'all boys y'all boys ain't ready for this
Hot Boys Hot Boys gunnin with
Fairy OddParents, I might grant her wish today
They be laughin' at me but I'm stackin' money away
And y'all niggas broke, y'all bitches broke, I'm
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what
tell me if you can jerk in slow motion
Like this,now you know that my team stick
All y'all heard the jerk here's the remix
Now watch me clean dip
You
View it boys
How real the thirst is
Blueish rubbers in their purses
Speak my mind in all my verses
Y'all conversing y'all can worship
What you want
dayz when we look back on our college dayz
Just gotta stay in there man don't give up
One time for my Greek niggas
All the alphas n the sigmas y'all
the vision, uh
Takin' the world by force, ain't no stoppin' us, duh of course
They wanna ride the wave, but ain't no shit, y'all lame, y'all bored
Nigga, y'all
lanes
Look at my nines, look at my Blazers, look at my fours, cut wit' laser
Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
Who me? Aint' shit,
Sittin' court-side at All-Star
And this? Givenchy
My shirt covered in all stars
And y'all wasn't wearing gold watches
'Til you
I told y’all
Let me tell y’all, let me tell y’all
I like counting money, them my best friends
I like having guns, Smith and Wesson
Boy this ain’t
toes, yeah we know you can't keep up it bitch
Y'all niggas soft like charmin ultra strong
Pass the bong, I'm the big don
Y'all better listen, y'all sour
Keep on dissing I don't know why
Remember them days y'all boys was hatin
Now I got more than y'all got in y'all savings
Saw this shit comin like
You do you, B, and I'ma do me
You know that y'all can't tell me nothin'
So why'on y'all take a seat?
And I ain't got no time for sadness
I put that
the summer season
Why y'all beef and y'all fight for no reason (sure)
Why y'all beef and y'all fight for no reason (sure)
Y'all got something to see then go
2x
(I promise y'all! I promise y'all don't know nothing about me!)
(I promise y'all don't know nothing about me, but you wanna know all about me!)
thinks that she's taken though
Yo motherfucker, we ain't come to talk, you bitch
[Firm] Yeah motherfucker The Firm nigga
[man] Fuck y'all talkin about man?
Fuck y'all want from me?
Y'all don't want money
Y'all don't want from me
Y'all wanna die in the chase of things
We all gon' die and break
massive heartbreak, minimum
Y'all are woke 'cause it's all our hopes
I went from eatin' oatmeal in the mess hall to doin' dope deals to Holland Oaks
goes on? (A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I don't know, but check me on out
Bitties, y'all be flippin' (uh-uh, ya buggin')
Bitties, y'all be flippin' (uh-uh, ya
Oh you niggas wanna get deep?
Niggas wanna kick knowledge?
Y'all niggas ain't deep man, y'all niggas lost me
Soon as you steady tryna tell me
you bitch
Yeah motherfucker The Firm nigga
Fuck y'all talkin about man?
Firm motherfucker
Y'all know who the fuck I am? Y'all know who the fuck I
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