![]() I took an L, so I taxed it and doubled it He like a bum, fuck with him and bust him (Uh)ĬOVID money, but I'm still out here hustlin' (Mob) Too deep in the streets to be beefin' with suckers They tried to play with me, that's why I upped Shit, had to switch, couldn't nobody duck If he would've listened, he wouldn't have got blew up Two in his gut, all blood what he threw up If she knew what I do, then my shit'd be bleached up (Uh)ĭuck, shoot out the car, hop out, try get up Luxury rental to make the bitch eat up (Uh) Kidnap him, beat his shit in with a hammer (Uh)īlow up a block and then go beat a beat up That pussy was pressin' that button, he panicked That muzzle'll flash on his ass like a camera He out of bounds, he know that he playin'ĭon't care what it cost, just blow up my man Get down to my last, go buy me a mask (Uh) Gettin' that cash gon' bring you some ass When we aint have shit bet a nigga got smashedĬan't find the papers, we spin with no tagsĬome through and start a tornado like Taz (Uh) GS Wop, he like my twin, now I put him on your ass I met Biggy Chops, come and serve him some grass (Mob, uh) Smoke with my dick like she chokin', inhalin' meĭon't know a lot, but I ran up some bands (Uh)Ĭut off the bitch, got on top of my plans Wonder if he know what she do off the ecstasy That nigga fake, brought his bitch to the telly (Uh) Rock stirred up in my shit like spaghetti (Uh) She don't know I got one on the way with baguetti (Uh) GG on my pendant, bitch lovin' my necklace Niggas used to just talk, I ain't learn my lesson Stay by myself, yeah, before I get reckless Think it's a joke, get his bitch ass together Screamin' out, "Fuck it, we blowin' whoever" (Uh) 'Member me askin' my OG, is murder a felony?Īnd if I crash out, would the opps get ahead of me? Spin with no mask on, pray they don't tell on me Not talkin' wrestlin', put him in a pedigree I'm the one burnt your man ass to a third degree (Uh) If I was loafin' then why you ain't murder me? Yeah, I got hot but I'm not showin' mercy ![]() Goin' 'against that, we gon' come let a hundred roll One to his top made him cut off his cornrowsĬorona clear up, I won't let an opp do a show P's in the Glock or it's either some hollows (Uh) They want me dead, I be scared of my shadow I ain't gon' lie 'bout that heat, yeah, I shot him (Uh) Now niggas hoppin' on dick 'cause I got it I never sat on my ass, I was thievin' (Uh)ĭon't stop spinnin' thе opps 'til you whack 'em (Uh)Ĭan't get a whip, so you gotta go jackin'īruh blinked out, now hе locked in a jacket (Uh) Never spent whole days in school, I was leavin' I put that coke in the pound like I'm Petaĭrac' shots leave spots on him like a cheetah Stay on my ten, niggas know that I keep 'em (Uh)Ĭan't shoot it out in this function, we beat him (Uh) Written by: Caleb Toliver, Navraj Singh Goraya, Sergio Kitchens, John Lathrop Mitchell, Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.Why the fuck is they keep tryna play with a reaper? (Uh) Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC ‘Cause we counting up everyday (everyday) I can’t be no sucker, ain’t hating on no one ![]() I won’t ever love a bi- more than my mother Never gon’ be one to turn on my brother when police has got him detained (nah) I’m never gon’ go against the grain (go ‘gainst the grain) I knew I was stuck to that game, uh (stuck) I made my first fifty, I couldn’t go back empty He blessed me with fortune and fame (fortune and fame, nice) I was fifteen, I sip codeine with my dawg, yeah (codeine)ĭid a Percocet, promethazine, I feel gnarly (promethazine) I’m a rockstar, play guitars, sippin’ Wock’, ayy (hey)Īdderall, feelin’ nausea, xanax bars, ayy (yeah) I got water on me, yeah, everything on Fiji Yeah, I’m a big dawg, and I walk around with no leash (oh) ![]() Kickin’ my feet up, left the PJ’s on a PJ (PJ) Gettin’ checks, I don’t believe her, she say she done with meīurnt some bridges, and I let the fire light the way (oh-whoa) Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of stress (stress)Īll this money, when I grew up, I had nothing (nothing)įilled with backstabbers, my old life was disgusting (disgusting)Ĭan’t believe it, gotta thank God that I’m living comfortably (thank God) In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS (bling) Lips sealed, ain’t pillow talkin’, I’m no rat (no) Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin’Īddy boys, got some 60’s in my bag (yeah) Off the juice (juice), codeine got me trippin’ (juice)Ĭopped the coupe (coupe), woke up, roof is missing (yeah) These bi-es they hate and you can’t miss what you never had Rockstar life, so much money it’ll make you laugh, hey
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