Yeah, yeah Mm, mm, mm, mm Shit ain't 'bout nothin' for real Yeah, ayy
Hoes still flockin', streets on lock (Lock) Phone still ringin', ice still blingin' Yeah, it ain't no pressure, shoot a stack or better (Ain't no pressure) Plannin' my escape, I can't rap forever
Yeah, what would you do? Niggas playin', tryna assassinate my character Move a couple G's before night, that's how you playin', huh? All the real niggas catch a head, keep your head low You know I might be the latest ever, what you rap for? Niggas copy, they ain't got nothin' better to do Yeah, my niggas wild, young, and reckless with nothin' better to do I'm in Marni, got mе itching, I got money in my sight Just a lil' baecation, takin' Wocky on a flight She don't know English, call mе papi from the ice Fiend stuck off that hit, ever seen a dog bite? Pop another pill, I'll be in it all night I'm back off them Xannies, I can't even talk right
Hoes still flockin', streets on lock Phone still ringin', ice still blingin' Yeah, it ain't no pressure, shoot a stack or better (Ain't no pressure) Plannin' my escape, I can't rap forever
Yeah, justice all my life, I got these people wanna pay Yeah, limited edition ice sprinkled through the face Yeah, money bring problems, you would think that I'm okay This for them times when brody used to leave me down the way I done caught cases, put my life on the line Fall back from them hoes, put my ice in the pine Niggas stressed about the streets, they want stripes, so they lyin' My dog got M's from the streets from shootin' dice until like 9 Sometimes it be too real, cut the cameras off Button on that bitch, bro won't use the analogue Woke up out my sleep like, "Where's the antidote?" 12 got behind me, I ain't even panic though (Mmm-mmm) Love me a ratchet, curve the baddest hoes Yeah, that's just how a nigga is (For real) First I go and buy it, then I buy the shit again Flew to NYC and went shopping for the kids
Hoes still flockin', streets on lock Phone still ringin', ice still blingin' Yeah, it ain't no pressure, shoot a stack or better (Ain't no pressure) Plannin' my escape, I can't rap forever Hoes still flockin', streets on lock Phone still ringin', ice still blingin' Yeah, it ain't no pressure, shoot a stack or better (Ain't no pressure) Plannin' my escape, I can't rap foreverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
