456

That shit hard, I don't care what nobody say On another level, rapped out She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang Whole tribe full of Honchos, horsepower no Broncos First to it, that's pronto, never second where time go I get off, no Lonzo, early morning like Alonzo No sleep, Al Pacino, rather wait til the name John Doe Push every inch, pull no defeat, stick to streets walking with cleats Push every inch, up all in ya freak, stick make her run a mile she flee Recipe pedigree, whipping a feast, muzzle the bully snapping a leash Blood on my Blicky, credits to me Swipin' it, scammin' cards with a piece Peace only come with respect in the P Name is ya name, word a key Pieces bagged, in abundance, like Reese's Add up the money in counters that beep Never heard sounds more sweet, bandin' of cash zippin' of bags Only way to ride 4 deep, chopper the 'Nav, freaks in the back Never safe, if you owe me, burn 'ya to ash leaving the cash Mash gas, even on E, moving this fast how long ima last Time it took her to throw the box, in a instant I'm guessin' I'ma nut and don't give a fuck, young and reckless with a weapon She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang Poppin' pills that's the type of shit she like I chill sip this dirty fucking Sprite Adderalls help me focus through the night Don't need a passport to catch a flight Bring her under baw wing shit I might Wanna fuck with Heirs you can't fear the height See the real day-to-day fuck all the hype Once you in the gang one way out for life She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang Cold stares, ain't had nothing to say, now, jawns at me bout riding my face Tables turned, I be making them wait, see eye to eye with head in my waist Throw me box, like the package late, turkey and neck greens on a plate All jaws, minus shark I need bait, protein shake don't leave it to waste Consistent dimes, only Sour D, only thing round them times I was down Consistently, dimes blow me, cum hit the ground they lick it up now Al Capones how I talk leafs, Frontos around, close the pound Vicki 'Secs, how I kiss Pink, sip zips down sleep on me now Panties left in the wake, no Folgers, nannies lettin' my kids sleep over Xannies rollin', they can't drive sober, candy all nighters fuck sleepovers Randy, I catch that eye it's over, stampede all of these stallions foreigners Bambi 'ya dear a prance performer, Bambi 'ya dear gone prance all on us Pussy pop, bones when demonic, perky peaks, mountains and climates Ass quake, gotta stumble behind, another Ya, search how long til you find Time it took to perfect the craft, shit is endless no question Gettin' bucks in gold, a must, young, reckless lethal weapon She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain Backstage, front row, every show she go insane Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang 456, you know that be the 'sitch, 'lil bitch Yeah, that shit hard