Lyrics

Aye dickhead get your mind right Don't preach to me about my perky habit bitch this my life Lil bro tote guns from army movies he just 5'5" The sucka dropped a diss we did our shit why would I lie Get pissed off and wanna drive by Get fullys more than oil changes Clapped on my opp that n---a hopped right back on Live like he enjoyed the spanking What the fuck boy you ain't got one up top Bro pass the pole you playing If it's a opp that's worth to put in extra work That n---a run you chasing Stole the bacon SnitchK you a pig n---a I'm probably cursed from all the skits that I done did n---a Participated in so many shootouts how I'm still livin Aye this my first time in spaceship how I park lo The shit I been through in these streets turned my heart cold 40 shells will sleep his ass like he on narcos Everything cost bitch ain't no time getting borrowed Hit stick shit in all red like I'm a cardinal Hell yea I always dreamed one day that I would skate the rari Said I'm a diamond so I took what they said and threw it in my carti Don't think the 9 gon do enough I bet the chopper clear the party Brains on the pavement body stanking it smell like somebody farted The days when I ain't have shit I had blick And we gon sit outside his house and park him while hes backin in Yea this a slap bro tell the engineer to run this back again You want to function with the thugs bring your friends They better be all 10s This ain't my house but I ain't gon knock I'm walking in Ain't gotta show you manners hoe you my bitch Aye turn it up I like this Her DMs soundin kinda nice I'm slidin in Flatline came back to life and died again Surviving shots he ironman 100 bands for brother lawyer I just need a week You can post that dead ass bitch all you want he still the deceased There ain't too many out there like me That got skits and still willing to creep Taewon and Brody run this back I'm feelin the beat Yea I'm feelin this bean Yea who realer than me Aye I made some cho and copped some chops I'm still in the G They buildin cases on a n---a I can't tell you if I'm sending fees Yea but if I'm ever on figg just know the bitch with me Yea big blood red flags there ain't no crip in me Literally been stepping on heads we making history A opp can't get no pass gon crack his noggin if he 53 Play that new Jaaybo on the G look what you did to me Aye dickhead get your mind right Don't preach to me about my perky habit bitch this my life Lil bro tote guns from army movies he just 5'5" The sucka dropped a diss we did our shit why would I lie Get pissed off and wanna drive by Get fullys more than oil changes Clapped on my opp that n---a hopped right back on Live like he enjoyed the spanking What the fuck boy you ain't got one up top Bro pass the pole you playing If it's a opp that's worth to put in extra work That n---a run you chasing Stole the bacon SnitchK you a pig n---a I'm probably cursed from all the skits that I done did n---a Participated in so many shootouts how I'm still livin Aye this my first time in spaceship how I park lo
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