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Genesis Thomas
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Lyrics
Hold on hold on hold on
You come in my house
Don't you ever bring
Scared business to me
You looking at the toughest
Rasclat Jamaican in the United States of America
I run shit
I kill for nothing
I make lots of money deal the business
Don't bring that shit
Again
Ouu Aye
I'm on the freeway doing a hunnid 'some
Bitch ain't got a hunnid huns she better spend That shit Cause she better off doing a hunnid Bumps
I was on 53% but I'm on a hunnid huh
Oh this the part where I start
Counting up them hunnids huh
I might pass you up
My new car fly and fast fast
Like flash the fuck
I'm daydreaming bitch this gas can't pass this Blunt
OG **** please you can
Have the Runtz
Smacked the **** hella calm
I wasn't mad or nothing
Bitches on my dick so **** wanna hold my Nuts
Huh I got bullets for any **** wanna
Hold something
Select character
I guess the bitch just chose a whole bum
I feel like Eric a **** had to fix the whole Front
I had to rob him he was putting up
A cold front
Plug just gave a **** a double
Pack Aye that's a cold front Bitch I want
A house with a big back but yeah the cold Front
Every car I'm coming in black interior
Dumb I'm from the five and the
Three but bitch the fucking one
My brody said
I need a pharmacy cause my doctor suck
And I can't take no therapy cause I can't tell
Nobody nothing
Aye look I can't trust myself I'm hiding
When the other side come
Walk up on a stupid **** and watch his ass Run
Most **** sons of a bitch I'm a
Son of a gun Hit man for
The money hit me and it's done
Some people say I be doing the extras
**** say it's sweet
When they see me throwing
Salt and pepper
Why you wanna beef with me
Boy don't you know I'm a real stepper
Green beam and a dutch it can't get no better
I was on my second case when they sent them First juvenile letters
They ain't gonna tell your stupid
Ass it don't get no better
They ain't gone
Tell yo stupid ass that them boys gone' catch You
Look at'chu now them cuffs hurt when you
Getting arrested
**** coming off them drugs
In that cell better hope they don't press you
Staring at that **** sweating better hope he Don't sweat you
Been bailed out no more calls left
What the fuck to do? Boy I'm flying if I'm
Lying this shit too true
But have you ever had a gangster baby
Shit get crazy I go crazy let's go
Crazy baby
**** hating bitches hating fuck it keep on Hating
Fuck them
Dollars let's replace it with them hunnids Baby
Just keep it real not 99 the full a
100 baby
I lie a lot but I'm just
Trying to keep it honest baby
I wanna eat what you eat shit I'm just hungry Baby
Then I wanna smoke and put this dick up in yo
Tummy baby
Might have another baby
**** talking I be laughing shit be funny Baby
Look I'll pop a thizzle on they ass and I go
Funny baby
Yeah I'm from the FLIPs The Farside
The one and only baby
Written by: Genesis Thomas