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...true, is it safe to move?
Then we make our move
Smoking that dirty pack
Drawing them fuckers, adobe at
... |
From the stove to the pot, show them niggas how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young nigga whats the ticket?
From the stove to the pot, show them niggas how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young nigga whats the ticket?
Cruising in the hardtop, its a droptop
Bitches snorin everytime the car stop
Pull up to the spot, AKA the one stop shop
Walked in the bank, then walked out like hah hah
Landed in the A, then linked up with Street Money
All white whip, look like I got C money
Walked up on the court feeling like I got G money
Spent one time, you know we gotta rerun it
Hit some backwoods, just hit up Quicktrip
Hit LAX, we making a quick trip
Boochie in that Rari, yeah I think that bitch stick shift
Who else Fargo know me, I bought some big strips
From the stove to the pot, show them niggas how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young nigga whats the ticket?
From the stove to the pot, show them niggas how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young nigga whats the ticket?
Carbin got ten on the bitch
Yeah its a double down
Im not with the fuck around
I do not fuck around
I put a one on a tooly, I bought the Coupe to the roof of my boy
White truck set up
Never call a white thunder
Got rich off the white
I was cooking up thunder
We had a hell of a run
20,000 a day
I gotta shells on the packs
I gotta shells on the racks
Stacks all in the room
Packs all in baloons
See my momma gettin high, nigga, she was cookin crack all on a spoon
In the room spraying perfume
Im a young nigga, Im a million
See my uncle always been a goon
Made the chopper sound like an autotune
No Chief Keef, but we bang bang
Young nigga on gang bang
From the stove to the pot, show them niggas how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young nigga whats the ticket?
From the stove to the pot, show them niggas how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young nigga whats the ticket? |
Its 4 in the morning man
I wasnt even gon do this shit
But I see everybody else doing this
Hmph, fuck it
Shoutout to Sosa
Its a CLS450 I get in it just to park
Making all this goddamn noise
Make it clap like an applause
Say she doing it for me, say she doing it for Dee
I been balling so damn hard, time to take off my damn cleats
Man just come check out my feet
Man just come check out this heat
I can auto start the car
Like did you hear the beep?, like did you hear the beep?
Check my neck and wrist Im balling hard
All my bitches honor us
Having em praying just like woosah
Ask us we dont know ya
These niggas done lost they damn mind
Comе through like this land mine
Glock 21 like Im primеtime, keeping up like Im fine china
Big bro right on standby, come through like a lifeline
Ahh-uhh
Im from another planet, what Im doing here?
I aint been to my home planet in six years
I know they be lookin for me like, Damn, Sosa done!
Only thing I get high off of purple and chron
In a all black Lamb truck, this bitch cost a Rolls Royce Dawn
You dont know how it feel to lose all of yo niggas
Its just one thing you want
Is one more time , to cruise with all your niggas
But Im passed that, big blunts, but I do not pass that
Sometimes I fuck with a rat hoe
But I will never fuck with the rat pack
Got Smith-n with me, baby, woosah, woosah
Stick yo ass like botox
Bitch, put your seat belt on when you hop in the fast car
Tadoe steady ask how Im bleedin
When you know Im bleeding like a tampon
Still got love for the same bitch like when Im posted on Lamron
My mama named me Keith baby, I rather that, than Stephon
When the wheels went flat, we fixed that bitch and kept going
Now it’s Fo’s on the truck, when I pull up they be like, Yeah, boy |
My ice burnin right now
My time is runnin right out
My phone ringin right now
Yo thot stayin all out |
Yeah I love you so much blue face I cant do nothing without you because I love you too much so please come to me so I can get you because I love you so much so please offer this rap music yeah cause I love you and all that shit |
You goin?
Ayy, ayy, bang bang
Sos baby, ayy, GBE baby, bang
Bang bang
Bang bang
Bang bang bang
I came to this bitch, flexing with my dawgs
Automatic 44, bulldog
Knock your ass down, you leap like a frog
Hotboxing in my foreign, now its fall
Pussy nigga, you can see me in a fall
Put you on a T-shirt, the news put you on the blow
Diamonds dancing, look at how my shit floss
Im a rich nigga, I aint wash my car, got it glossed
Im some call it just what they call it
Strap got a drum in it, back up off me
Sippin lean in the early morning
Double cup, real nigga coffee
Niggas hating, they mad and salty
Man you corny, got your bitch up on me
Youre trippin, Im trippin
30 I bought it when I wacked a wheel on a nigga
Brought the bank out for the strip
All my life Ive been talking glits
Did the latters, now its worthy clips
Quit the flexin, boy you hella bitch
I be jumping out of foreigns, you be hopping out them rentals
All my niggas gang swans
No you niggas not official
They say Glo Gang quick to hit you with this pistol
Crack a seel, poppin perkasets, me and Sosa smoking on dex
Tadoe wilding off a Xanax
Fuck xanax, we strapped, yeah nigga
Got a clip full of Act nigga
Damn, put one in yo head nigga
I came to this bitch, flexing with my dawgs
Automatic 44, bulldog
Knock your ass down, you leap like a frog
Hotboxing in my foreign, now its fall
Pussy nigga, you can see me in a fall
Put you on a T-shirt, the news put you on the blow
Diamonds dancing, look at how my shit floss
Im a rich nigga, I aint wash my car, got it glossed
Gloest of all time, Im the GOAT nigga
Ride around feelin blows nigga
All white like coke nigga
Soap nigga, me and So nigga, lil slow nigga
Sayin next Ima hop nigga, lil broke nigga, you a broke nigga
Wearin a thousand
Foenem catch you with thousand bitches
Make a thousand plays
Hundred thousand a thousand ways
Damn, I think I sold a thousand chains
Mad as fuck had a nigga payed
Cali kush got me in a daize
Smell lil roam up he listen
I loan it
Im the owner
Shit
Mo money, thats mo problems
Balenciaga bitch no problem
In the trap I go hard
Im your father, hoe go strapped up
You aint getting money, so why bother?
I am the president
I aint shaking hands
Whatchu off? The Hen?
Bitch come again
Whatchu want spin
Hit me up at 10
I came to this bitch, flexing with my dawgs
Automatic 44, bulldog
Knock your ass down, you leap like a frog
Hotboxing in my foreign, now its fall
Pussy nigga, you can see me in a fall
Put you on a T-shirt, the news put you on the blow
Diamonds dancing, look at how my shit floss
Im a rich nigga, I aint wash my car, got it glossed
These bitches wanna keep calling my phone
I told em no
Glocks keep on calling my phone
They want some blow
Ring ring, gotta hit the lot for
I want a Roles
I dont know homie, dont be calling my phone unless you want some smoke
Up this pistol, and I terrify these niggas
With this bulldog, I hear and buy these niggas
We aint scared, we aint worried, we got pistols
I spark my own shit, I dont need no niggas
50 Gs, my eye aiking, bitch your fiscar
Or we can bet the car and win pick up your sister
She cant roll my dope, she already mad that I wont kiss her
You can be a opp talkin, you still wont catch me falling cause Im that nigga
I came to this bitch, flexing with my dawgs
Automatic 44, bulldog
Knock your ass down, you leap like a frog
Hotboxing in my foreign, now its fall
Pussy nigga, you can see me in a fall
Put you on a T-shirt, the news put you on the blow
Diamonds dancing, look at how my shit floss
Im a rich nigga, I aint wash my car, got it glossed |
Shawty spit that crack, yeah, thats facts
I went ahead and sold ya boy, ya bitch, she make it clap
I only put on all my hoods, how the fuck do I go cap?
Yeah, I got this chopper, it gon make him run like 50 laps
I can go sip on some lean, I can go pop me a bean
I shoot by myself I dont need security
I can go grab on my choppa and change up the weather
Thats why the rain be purple like lea- |
Only you can be the one
Even though i know youre gone
Only you can fix my heart thats broken
I wont pretend
Only you can understand
Everything i really am
The only one to find my smile
Was you
And I...
See you face there when i close my eyes
And time...
Cant erase the way i feel inside
I still remember all we shared
How much i wish you knew
Thats i... miss you i miss you
Only you can say the words
So my heart wont have ti burn
Only you can stop the tears
From falling
Im calling
Only you can make it right
I wish that you were my my side
The only one to make laugh
Was you
I still remember all we shared
Hiw much i wish you knew
That I... miss you
I miss you i
Its true
I miss you |
Said you wanna run up on me you a bitch nigga, shoot with ya eyes closed, mask on, kill you like Im Michael, like g.d I’m a gangster disciple thirty shot extended clip I load every foreign car I rode I can never fold we kill whoever told everybody on my dick Yeah, I know the bitch raised her hand said she wanna blow fuck with O.G BEY & you might glow rest in peace Big Glo the money goes wherever I go NO NO they dont know what I know pop you like a Wheelie’ btch ngga shut up & go read a bible ben franklins all up in my bankroll its all about the pesos Glocks with extendos |
What you doing for the root creds?
Will you catch a body Nia Dead
Throw it up in the air, watch him gain that rep |
Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy, bang
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, bang bang
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, bang bang
I cant feel my face, ayy
I cant feel my face
I up this pistol and I feel my weight
Pop a flat, I cant feel my face
Im off Xanax, I cant feel my face
Off loud pack, I cant hear my face
She hit this thrax, now, she cant feel her face
See a opp then I feel my waist
Smokin dope, I cant feel my face
I got this drug, got that MMA
Poppin out, where Im at today
Bitch, Im Lil Flash with the cash and throw it on your face
Off this Xan, I cant use my brain
This lil bitch fifth gang and she do not use a chase
I was in the city, now, somehow turned out to Brell
Im somewhere in your town, lookin at you like the mail
This lean is loud, this reefa is loud
You wont see me if I see your pals
I cant feel my face, ayy
I cant feel my face
I up this pistol and I feel my weight
Pop a flat, I cant feel my face
Im off Xanax, I cant feel my face
Off loud pack, I cant hear my face
She hit this thrax, now, she cant feel her face
See a opp then I feel my waist |
Some folks will smile into your face
And then scowl behind
Or even crack your back
On the front lines
On some Bathsheba shit
Fuckin with your wife
Looks like youve been loyal to some Kings
That just need you to die
So, once you realize
This might be one life
Oscillating wavy vacuum bitches
Are a waste of vibes
Medium Goldilocks
Who love to talk in mime
Are just a bunch of punkass niggas
Who aint worth the time
Impeded lane, nigga
Thats the shit I dont like
Think were the same, oh hell naw
That just is not right
Pursing up them taste buds
Imma just gonna sugar shine
Dummies with no brains love to exclaim
On what it takes to be Wise
I dont like
Listen, I dont like
HEY! you fuck nigga
Thats the shit I dont like
I dont like
Listen, I dont like
HEY! you fuck nigga
Thats the shit I dont like
The homie pullin through
With his franchise
Remember way back when
They had him lookin dead to rights
That girl be on her moon
Makin Sunny Delights
All her business steady boomin
Cause she kept The Fight up
What yall know about
Them 99 Long Nights
We love to feel one highlight reel
Where shit be supa fly
Pretend to be content
Lying to your mind
But when The Goal is Soul fulfilment
Nothing mutes The Chimes
Done niggas
Thats the shit nobody likes
Drugged up niggas
Thats the shit nobody likes to be
Fake bitches
Thats the shit nobody likes
Waste of space bitches
Thats the shit nobody likes to be
Dont like
Listen, nobody likes
Smashed in a million pieces
Keep it moving, theres plenty sights to see
Dont like
Listen, nobody likes
Tossing away adhesive
Chisel off what we aint even sposed to keep
Oh no
Sculpt the shit that I dont like
Oh no
Sculpt the shit that I dont like
Oh no
Sculpt the shit that I dont like
Oh no
Sculpt the shit that I dont like
Heatin up the clay, bitches
All the imperfections refined
If it takes all day, bitches
Rocky Bottom gemstones Ill find
Getting eyes retrained, clearer
Overlooked crystals magnified
Lookin real hard in The Mirror
Chisel off shit I aint even supposed to keep
Move outta my way, nigga
Staring at me like shit is fire
So wheres your flame, nigga
Act like youve ended your trip, you liar
Enough complaints, nigga
Wasted attention to The Sky
Purpose embraced, nigga
Truly fulfilled is what Im gonna strive to be |
Sosa baby |