Lyrics

I know you talkin' trippy on my blade I just want your first lane I'm back to the shit, it feel my pain She got the crew on top of my chain (It's lit) Wasted in the street like a pain (Straight up) You see the diamonds in the light of chain They say I fucked the bad bitch like I'm rain I was the bitch on the plane (Straight up) The sky keep on my dick like a screeze, yeah I don't want your friend, she look too freeze, yeah Got on me my fly ass things from sees, yeah Ain't got no on the real stress go to cheese (Straight up) And I don't know how I got it, I'm so pleased Pop some suits on any stay of freeze (It's lit) I was your grave, pimp, and granny stand my space (It's lit) We gettin' brothers, I ain't talkin' 'bout my place You got the scream, mamacita, I can space (Straight up) I'm the best park stance special space I know you got a flame put that 'Lac in the man She said she got a Jack Park Canny dope man So she gon' call around, man, that she got a man He ain't gone before now, you ain't all a man I ain't got the surfers 'cause I know I'm not that hard But I got all my old bitches mad by the bars Thinkin' at the Grammys, in the family, I got stars Try to put in the plane, but the blame be on the cars I can see my time to show up So I'm supposed to blow up (Straight up) When you say I fucked your place to pull up Talkin' 'bout money get to show up Fuck around, it's love when I straight up (Straight up) I keep them time and codeine, they was green up (It's lit) And you got a brother, never throw up (Throw up) I don't want no bean if you call me up I don't really wanna fuck your party food I pull up in the world and over in the mood (It's lit) Yeah, I took to go, you say you really dude (Straight up) Guess they don't want the best of West food (West food) Shit is diamonds in the collar now She got the feeling in the back now I can't eat all on this money now Yeah, the world like the soul now Ain't got no time to come up that old block (Straight up) Might get a girl, but she can't let you know the stock (Straight up) We gon' pull up fallin' off the taste This ain't a movie, man, the streets too based Player in the back, she ass for taste Have you drop back, hold your faces (It's lit) I had to bus it with the dope bases They tryna fuck with the cases They say because it's drugs in the bases (Straight up) They say because it's drugs in the bases (Straight up) (Straight up) Yeah (Straight up) (Straight up)
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