We knock this right out We gon' skate to one song and one song nigga!
Yeah!
1] Fuckin' "Condom Style"? "Get jig on"? You a nigga, put a wig on Nigga I be goin H.A.M. the pig gone All this ice around my neck, I got a on! Body Cass, put 'em in a bag Broke nigga, we put you in a bodycast nigga, all I know is get a lot of cash I took you hater niggas spot why you prolly mad! My story, all guts, Posted on the corner, Glock .40 on me 20 on me, me and my army Feelin' like of y'all niggas can harm me I came from the bottom where never make it at With all my jewels on they ain't never that Theres rules to the game I ain't never breakin' And once you a statement, nigga, you can never take it back You lame part of the game, nigga the fame. I got 30 in my clip I can in your frame this Rollie on my wrist cost some cars and change We talking life, 'bout to put a park in my name Just to on you niggas, or slide on you niggas G550 when we on you niggas like on you niggas, homicide on you nigga I ain't had no rap, had no ties to you niggas, so Why you hatin' and talkin' 'bout what I'm makin'? When I be out in Jamaica and ballin' like I'm a Laker It's givers and it's takers, these niggas is faker And I'm just gettin' richer I wake up and get my up! Maserati, chinchillas from Papi Ten killers beside me, all like ahkis I remember nights on with beef and broccoli and gravy, now it's crazy cause Phillipe's got me All gold AP, watch as Jay-Z Ballin' like I'm KD, how can play me? If you ain't talkin' money fuck you, pay me with the top down and the A.C. On, drawn, is y'all doin' I'mma you a pawn, lil nigga I'mma Don The coke high, it cost 40 for a jawn And like 20 for a half lil nigga do the And you talkin' bout a rap, how you gon' handle that? 100 grand nigga, you ain't got the tab for that You ain't got the stacks for that, you the one we at You ain't got half of that, pump you up: Asthma attack Bye clown, down 'fore you make me bomb now Fucking all these like "Who Meek Milly bomb now?" Went from driving Bentleys to going on pie pounds You need to die down, Philly nigga: my town I your car got re-poed But this is bike boy you just got Deebo'd Them Twitter niggas with your ego You in the field tryna to God like Tebow Naw that won't work nigga, that'll get you murked All-black nigga, looking like a hearse nigga Been a man, so I'mma dig you out the Earth nigga Just to stuff your skeleton right back into the dirt What you made this year? you worth nigga? I dropped "Dreams & Nightmares," I church nigga I did "I'ma Boss," set the summer off Man these old mad at me cause they fallin' off! Ha! Get your hate on And we ain't talking larceny cause they all And your ain't riding witcha, they all mad Cause you never put no food up in AR abs My dog killed a body for ya, damn he didn't eat it Now you mad at Swizz you can't get a beat from him Once my niggas coming at you dog, we gon' keep We ain't no Forest nigga, better keep runnin' D.C. nigga, you P.C. While you was scared, I was eatin' nigga to Tip about how we gon' beast these niggas All I know is bang bang, like that Keef nigga Got a matte Aston, gold rims on it looking like it got a pair of Timbs on it Cashmere sweater, of Jims on it All my guns with extends on it Duck ? and hit up, tuck you lit up Cause you looking like food my ready to get up Call you for a verse and you to write some shit up Boom, high stick up, jumping all out the pick up,
You you fucked up right? The "hustla" You you fucked up right? Man I ain't doing shit no more with you nut ass niggas I came in the game, I ain't even a year nigga I got more money than all you ass old niggas put together Y'all ain't do shit! Talkin' all Philly shit Y'all niggas ain't put no out here nigga All my drive foreigns! My niggas don't even rap and drive better than you niggas Coon copped that 'Rari , you don't feel for these bitch ass rappers! You can't come to no more! And not even because of this, you was never comin' to You been living eight years you pussy ass nigga!