Do I 'em? Probably not I think that y'all fraud, I think that my brain is fried Do not my volume down Do not bring your friends around, few I'm holding down Do I trust Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I that my brain is fried Do not turn my volume Do not bring your around, only few I'm holding down
Hi, I a wonderful life died twice, wonder who on my side Life better keepin' two on the side Need no when my niggas arrive We in Van Nuys, van with some white guys Keep hand out, waitin' for the appropriate time ask a question like "Could you at my best friend's birthday party?" "With your friends and go crazy, bring the shotty" "Bring the loud one with the hair" Makin' out with in a lawn chair They kicked me out, but I belong Hear songs, nigga, see this long hair, see these videos Direct these with no budgets though How the fuck did I land a fuckin' TV Met all my friends Kanye West and I ain't met him yet
Do I trust Probably not I think that prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried Do not turn my down Do not bring friends around, only few I'm holding down
Just shaved down to the baby on me, guess it's Holiday Fried, no sides at the My schedule like the power here, it's never on Feelin' like the year a whole escapade (uh-oh) Four cars, need a Escalade it up like a clown car (honk, honk) Bet you know my from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along Make some commas, karma, come on, 'em sing along Ayy, err, err, knife like dancin' on a knuckle In the thunder car, up in the Lumma Incidental, I be better by the I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the Maybe Tesla for all my missus sittin' in the Volvo, 'em down like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here
Do I 'em? Probably not I that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried Do not turn my volume Do not your friends around, only few I'm holding down Do I 'em? Probably not I think that y'all fraud, I think that my brain is fried Do not turn my volume Do not your friends around, only few I'm holding down
I'm on the sun, hot I used to where the guns popped Made some records we moved out Turned rap the new pop Bandana, I'm the new Pac I been blowin' up, I stop They need my niggas in the House I do business with the white Bring that money to black folks Flip it, the cash flow Economic, but I ebonics L.A. me to an asshole I shoppin' down on Melrose Still a but I'm livin' different I been lookin' at the bigger So I don't hear 'em when they to me
I just a friend to fall in love with Maybe someone I can binge drugs Livin' a prince but I'm dove-less Playin' my emotions, you a dumb Everybody talkin' on gun shit They don't even where to bust it Cry, nigga, gotta fuckin' kick Gotta leave those soft niggas at the Splittin' all my problems a Kit-Kat I finessed the night we slipped up I could let you know I'm next at Tell my baby girl where the at You know I got number one stats Catch me on the field, it's a like an eclipse, she couldn't miss that Puttin' my where my chips at
Do I trust Probably not I think y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried Do not turn my down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding Do I trust 'em? not I think y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried Do not turn my volume Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm down
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