5 for the Xan 10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves, hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve, 5 for the xan 10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves, hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve
I heard some niggas talking fuck it they can be about it I heard that they gon run up on me we'll see about it I miss my momma like a bitch I need to see the island But I can't stand to look her in the face as unaccomplished I'm Making beats, couple bangers think I'm on to something But niggas sleeping like they got class in the morning I got the heat I got my hands on the choppa hands on the choppa, make a nigga dance for the fucking corner And everybody hate my temper shit I hate it too But when You put it on the internet they say it's cool Fuck it I'm just trying to get a check I played a fool See I'm just doing all the shit you niggas fraid to do These niggas lazy put in work that's what they hate to do You try to tell a nigga better he start hating you You need to focus on yourself I'm available being pussy fatal just think bout it and say the truth
Wait I massacre rappers After that a tragic disaster Have a chat with the pastor Say a prayer then I close the chapter I keep it no competition and that's the code to snapping A lot of niggas fake I guess that's just the code of rapping These lames more annoying like some light skin backwoods A bunch of rein actors, I fuck his bitch then I treat him like a fetus after, he get aborted like the mission under heat in action That's where you niggas lacking
5 for the Xan 10 for the perk Bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the app, hoes getting on my nerves Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve 5 for the Xan 10 for the perk Bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the app, hoes getting on my nerves Hands in the trap all my niggas do is wait 5 for the Xan 10 for the perk Bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the app, hoes getting on my nerves Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve
All you niggas rollin, all my niggas ride high No one can pick you up if you are upside down You ain't got no game stay yo ass out of bounds Hard to stay a float, walk the plank hope you drown Imagine if I changed history, I'm yo master now Imagine if I didn't rap I'd have a masters now, 1000 lil niggas wanna be the Yoshi now I call them my flower children we shining like daffodils My garden rich with the fertilizer so watch for snakes Yo homie saying he's a fucking Kane he a fucking Corba Now go plant a stash over there in the corner, I bet he'd take it Don't wanna smoke with them, Ima face it he probably laced it These niggas heartless, they start problems, I gotta face em [?] Don't be Jamaican in the next life you'll probably make it Don't swear to God just like my God that'll visit Jamaica Is there gonna be a awkward moment in this conversation We gonna keep it G coded, cracking combinations What's in the safe I need it all unless yo hood ain't say I trip on acid I say the shit I shouldn't say With the rhyming, Ima Shining Son Shining, natural is a common word when I was atomic But I'm falling from the sky, I'm a comet Told my mama she ain't gotta worry boutta money cause it's coming
5 for the Xan 10 for the perk Bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the air hoes getting on my nerves Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve 5 for the Xan 10 for the perk Bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the air hoes getting on my nerves Hands in the trap all my niggas do is wait 5 for the Xan 10 for the perk Bitch I ain't rich till my mama don't work, bands in the air hoes getting on my nerves Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
