Lyrics

I'm a rave god I'll reign everlasting Make a couple Millies from the streets We was trapping Niggas always hating on my steez They be capping Me and body locked in for a week I was rapping Baby could you ride me for the night It's relaxing But when I'm chasing paper give me space Like d galaxy Moonwalking nigga I'm the black Micheal Jackson Sauce walking Nigga like I flew in from Houston My Conversations turn to money While you niggas chattin All these guns like my flow Cuz it's automatic Shooting shots with my lyrics And that shiit be banging I'm in the hood bagging millies And I still be trapping Yeahhhhh Ill be tryna make my paper work Scrapping with my jiggas it was all about the money talk Hating Niggas peeping from the fence them be monitor I got niggas hiding from the feds them Dey monitor If her ties are too damn expensive I will cut it off She said a Nigga sweet that I be tasting like a buttercup I came up from the East a Nigga tryna run the money up I smoke a lotta weed to ease the tension I be working hard put 100 on her ass cheek e be clapping she said her name is Belinda but call her Ashley She interested so she fuck me for the pleasure She like it when it's deep I'm impressive with the measure I'm a rave god I'll reign everlasting Make a couple Millies from the streets We was trapping Niggas always hating on my steez They be capping Me and body locked in for a week I was rapping Baby could you ride me for the night It's relaxing But when I'm chasing paper give me space Like d galaxy Moonwalking nigga I'm the black Micheal Jackson Sauce walking Nigga like I flew in from Houston
Writer(s): Eze Chiedozie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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