Lyrics

Man y'all ain't ready Man I told y'all Y'all ain't ready for this shit man We gone call this shit right here Number One Cuz shit was absolutely crazy I booked a crib Took a plane And got out the country, yeah Boy we headin' to the motherland Knowin' shit is sunny man I swear the food game crazy You too late man these bitches can't save me First night yeah my dog got the big whip We go to Seven Apples, that's a club I swear these women so fine I'm boutta text her two times Yeah I said I'm boutta text her two times Got my exes in lines Cuz we feelin' sublime Even when the weather don't shine I'm ahead of my time Yeah forever I rhyme Yeah forever I drawn But the water ain't deep I ain't catchin' no sleep You know, if you start to think about it There ain't never no rest for the wicked, man We just gotta like, work Work harder Work smarter Yeah you can sleep when you dead Creep when you mad Why you think these bitches always leave you on read That's a vicious cycle We went into the club, yeah If you Italian you gone get your dick sucked Just like Johnny Depp Goddamn So smooth, I be slidin' like a hockey ref When I'm thirsty, I be drinkin' off ya mama's breasts I must confess That's a citizen's arrest And we blessed cuz we still dreaming To freeze seemen Put it in a frame Send it to the museum, uh Cuz it's a art piece You like dark cheese That's why I be stackin' up on some Barkleys I booked a crib Took a plane And got out the country, yeah Boy we headin' to the motherland Knowin' shit is sunny man I swear the food game crazy You too late man these bitches can't save me I booked a crib Took a plane And got out the country, yeah Boy we headin' to the motherland Knowin' shit is sunny man I swear the food game crazy You too late man these bitches can't save me Thank you guys Love you all See you tonight Have fun And remember, always Number one, number one, number one You are the number one We are the number one
Writer(s): Jari Marain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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