Cowboys, they should've called me French, fun with the Niners.
I'm playing like my
Got that uncut.
See that Lisa Vanna.
And we got that white girl.
They should have called me French.
Go with the Niners.
I'm playing like my tenor.
Got that uncut, silly Savannah.
And we got that white girl.
And I'm a tenor.
Perks of motherfucker bitch go from bond to burnt out.
The coke white, I'm sold out.
The molly was a blow.
A couple capsules.
Get your hoe out.
Me loving Pete.
Guaranteed to sit a hoe down.
Selfie and it go down.
Clips of more rounds.
Shots from here to your town.
Pounds of pounds and more pounds.
Smile, cries, and more friends.
Slow down.
Slow down.
Go around.
Ho up and go around, Proverbs and Monell, Seattle and Motel,
Stay down.
Big Blue, H2.
People, that's for praising you.
Hate on us, the same to you.
Chopper chopper greeting you.
You pussies act like divas do.
OPF, yeah, we the crew.
Leave a body purple, blue chip, early my niggas.
Oh, boy.
They should've called me French.
Fought with the Niners.
I'm playing like my ten.
Got that uncut, sit at least Savannah.
And we got that white girl.
I'm playing like my tenor.
Got that uncut, silly Savannah.
And we got that white girl, and I'm a tenor.
Othello Park, I'm in the South End.
The FEDs, they wanna kick my house in.
I need real lean, this shit light skin Freezin' MDOT in the spot, no hype men
Just a bunch of real niggas getting pipes in the club in case you got chores and you ain't trying to fight them.
You seen the old school with all that chrome on it I got your bitch full stamp, filet mignon on it
Sittin' on your couch while she givin' me dome on it She go harder on me when I tell her I don't want it
You don't want it.
Your paperwork say informant.
My bitch say I'm big-headed, but she all own it.
Rolly Faith is
We on parole or on probation.
Niggas get duct taped and hog tied in them project basements.
Raising mob, I'm just a product of what I was raised in.
I get away with murdering beasts.
My life a maze.
They should've called me French.
Fought with the Niners.
I'm playing like my ten.
Got that uncut, sit at least Savannah.
And we got that white curve.
They should have called me fresh.
Four with the Niners.
I'm playing like my tenor.
Got that uncut, silly Savannah.
And we got that white girl, and I'm a tenor.
Real G's in the building, boy, we was born to ball.
Sticking to the code, we living by the protocol.
And on around the town, we neighborhood superstars for putting all that work in and running from the start.
Squad cars.
Yeah, who want beef?
We cook them in the backyard at the cookout.
Fuck around and get stuck.
We take your J's off.
Posted on Worldstar to let them know we play hard.
I stayed on my job and took no days off.
Y'all don't hear me?
Hit him with that blazer and take his whole face off.
Like Nick Cage, I do these boys like Adar.
I'm sticking to the plan, trying to stay off the radar.
You can't comprehend, cause money just ain't your game, dawg.
you niggas is lost trying to find a way but understand crime pays cause from sunday to sunday they can air it out in broad days they fly for the runway the hammer make the song sing when they let out that raw steam you're getting rich off raw cream
They should've called me French.
Fought with the Niners.
I'm playing like my ten.
Got that uncut, sit at least Savannah.
And we got that white curve.
Ten.
Coke, boys.
They should've called me British.
Four with the Niners.
I'm playin' like my tenor Got that old cut, said Lisa Venner And we got that white girl
Jim.
