Lyrics

Hop in the whip and I swerve Make sure you don't hit the curb Hit this girl up and she give me the slurp Eating her cake for dessert Putting my phone back on do not disturb Very next day then I curve Teach you a lesson, you live and you learn Imma get what I deserve She wanna fuck in a 'Rarri I told her to ride in the Jeep They call me the life of the party You know that we lit every week I can do this in my sleep They said if you find it you keep I found this dime piece at the function And made her a part of the team We came to the club for some fun Few shots and the night just begun Somebody brought out the henny So hennything goes till the sun Pour up another one son We drink till the bottle is done I hope that the liquor is plenty 'Cause me and my niggas want some Me and my niggas want some Me and my niggas want some Me and my niggas want some Me and my niggas want some Me and my, uh Me and my, yeah Me, and my, uh Me and my niggas want some You niggas are two faced Sipping on D'usse Back in the lab, kill a beat Caught a new case Bank going up like the club on a Tuesday 5'5 but I'm on top like a toupee Real all the time, got a stack 'Cause I'm too paid Niggas lose friends for a bag Call 'em loose change Cream of the crop, maybe creme like it's brûlée Coming in first, no ties like a shoe lace Back in the lab, wrote a bop in a few days Back in my bag, stacking pounds like I move weight Talking my shit, why is that? 'Cause I'm too great Shoot and I score like a 4 and a few eights Uh oh, too late Let me get a breather Why you ever think that I need ya? Guessing I forgot hoe, amnesia You ain't really down, I can read ya Blessed like a deacon, spit heat like a demon I am the cleanest, we all in agreement Leading the scoring, I'm balling all season Why should I stop, really give me a reason Stay in my city, the king of the region Leaving the gang, they should charge you with treason Hand on your heart, nigga fuck your allegiance Bringing the pain on your head like a lesion, king King of the DMV I blow like TNT I shoot like COD I need to see ID Never I owe you, more like you owe me No freestyle, your girl cum off the T O P Clean as OCD I'm the G O D of this R A P Never D I E and I am O U T Tunnel vision, I am all you see You fuckers peasants, I am royalty Said I am the king Rapping easy, it ain't really a thing Flowing breezy, got the game on a string Ass on peachy, then ya hoe getting slain Never cross me, better stay in your lane Never try me, all your effort in vain 14 karats on a two plated chain Bitch I promise you'll remember the name Yeah
Writer(s): Anane Gyedu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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