winter, I goin back to Cali, I gotta get that light green, mexico valley, you know they got them pine trees, 18 wheeler, now I'm on I-10, on my way to
Yo Gotti I certifed him stamped approval and the jail, I see like nigga it must be they got us fucked up, they got us fucked up, they got us fucked up
i gotta get that light green, mexico valley, you know they got them pine trees, 18 wheeler,now i'm on I-10, on my way to memphis, i gotta get my hands
puff and blow your house down. You?ve got to dig this one. Tell them all to run. When its said and done, I?ll be the champion, moving strong and fast
bar while I sip on dranks (on dranks) Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game (that game) I just wanna freak that ain't got no shame (no shame) (Baby Bash) I
I say lemme hit it once then I'm hittin' it twice I'm the guard for the job now I'm hired Call yo boyfriend up and tell him he's fired I ain't gon' lie I
the pure Dro up, Stroll the floor tore up The difference between Fab and ya'll, After I pick an auto up Every month I ain't gotta give more doe up Fuckin
bet, wouldn't say a vault breaker But watch your mouth, I'm not the best insult taker I make them call the yellow tapers and the chalk tracers They got
man You aint gotta price scan, or ask how much Now what I look like Son im from brooklin, what it look like You get it cause I got it I got it so you
back like a belly button dirty rutting, I got stiff neck steady nothing it aint nothing, I got the track laid like I'm fucking, The only balls you got
like a belly button dirty rutting I got stiff neck steady nothing it aint nothing I got the track laid like I?m fucking The only balls you got is made
screams are from hot teens And I'm barely thirteen, I pack dirty Old Russian firearm that shoots thirty Just then I hear the bus engine I'm transcending, I'm crowd surfing I
poor Injection I infect you with the real The Dustyfeetphilosahectagos I spit, so sick I skid out I'm fallin' I'm Shit outta luck and I'm trapped but
And I think that sometimes soon Whatever you got in your crib I'm a get it times two If I win or lose what the fuck I gotta prove I've been living out
It's a beautiful life Everywhere i go i gotta do it my way I don't leave the ciy until I rock the stage Then when I'm done I'm hosting the after party
I'm taking my black ass to the ATL And I'm a make it there in three and a half hours even if I gotta go through hell Now I can't tell that this is the
, I'm sayin every time I sit him down I'm talkin to him I'm sayin hey mayne look here, look here, can I get a raise? You know what I'm sayin? Hows a motherf
