Lyrics

You know I'm gonna let them know Trust me, you know me, you know I don't greed with dash You know I just let man know, trust me But, yeah, fucking Free 9 Goddy, free Goddy, free Goddy You know the oppo's real You know you still gon' be watching out for us, guy, trust me Trust me, but, yeah, fuck them, my guy Still out here, yeah, know we still out here though Oh, I make a bag, a half a brick and sniff some coke Presidential on my wrists, I got them both Shutting down Selfridges, we don't do no selfishness Treat my brothers like royalty make them hammers go Yeah, I'll do a mazzaleen for my people Hope Allah save me right now, I'm around some evil, yeah I got something I can teach you Make that pussy cum and now she beggin' for the sequel I swear I don't know these niggas My Rollie Patek, my diamonds are wet I swear I don't owe these niggas Yeah, they wanna know my business I keep them in check, I pick up a check, they wanna know my figures Yeah, told her, keep her mouth shut Don't do stories for no clout, no Free my brother Trialling for murder right now, oh Play your part, see this with' your eyes, but just keep your mouth closed My girlfriend trippin', tellin' me that I'm around hoes Codeine and my double cup, that's my attempt at healing I'm young and rich, I've got them thousands in the ceiling Conversations with a hoe, they might get awkward Three women I love My baby mum, my mum, my daughter Oh, I make a bag, a half a brick and sniff some coke Presidential on my wrists, I got them both Shutting down Selfridges, we don't do no selfishness Treat my brothers like royalty make them hammers go Yeah, I'll do a mazzaleen for my people Hope Allah save me right now, I'm around some evil, yeah I got something I can teach you Make that pussy cum and now she beggin' for the sequel Them niggas hit me up, they tried to stab me a couple times Had a punctured lung, I couldn't breathe, I lost my mind 20-thousand on my watch, I still don't come on time Mix the love with the drugs Now it's got me feeling fine (yeah, yeah, yeah) You ain't responsible for drillings or no murders You ain't spent no hella thousands on some burners My youngin' call me straight after he done the murder Say, "What should I do? I didn't do that shit on purpose" That's my lady, that's my trophy, that's my mistress My nigga Goddy pull up, he would smoke a witness Yeah, yeah, If I kiss it then she clean Free Gutter, free Chromes, they the drillas in the team Oh, I make a bag, a half a brick and sniff some coke Presidential on my wrists, I got them both Shutting down Selfridges, we don't do no selfishness Treat my brothers like royalty make them hammers go Yeah, I'll do a mazzaleen for my people Hope Allah save me right now, I'm around some evil, yeah I got something I can teach you Make that pussy cum and now she beggin' for the sequel
Writer(s): Adam Williams, Ricky Banton, Jay Duggal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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