Nah He Tweakin - Y2

Game in the palm of my hands

Both of em

I swear I caught it and ran

Ghost on em

Touchdown Antonio dance

Six on em

I’m bout to cash the advance

Switch on em

Movies might be my new brand

Hbo

Ten seconds for fifty bands

Ratio

Tight on you hoes like span

Dexin it

Wait for my next one to land

Flexin it

Building a castle by sand

Malibu

I am too black to get tanned

That’s the truth

My shit always Jackie Chan

Karate

Red dot like groceries get scanned

How bout dat

Yo girl is my biggest fan

Starring me

Ice on me vodka and cran

Already

Boyz don’t run up on the man

Rnb

End of the road for ya fam

Rip

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Who peepin

Through window

I creep in

Big beam and

Kel Keenan

Two Ninas

I lean in

Wit demon

Fuck defense

Od and

Lowkey an

Og and

No secret

Go-d and

You see it

I’m still on fire

Ugh

I’m still on fire

Ugh

I’m still on fire

Ugh

I’m still on been on fire

I’m still on fire

Ugh

I’m still on fire

Ugh

I’m still on fire

Ugh

I’m still on been on

Fire up the wood

I’m still a topic in my hood

I’m rollin five percent

Not muslim but chop a pig ya dig

I’m from that top of hill where coppa kill and lock a deal wit cooperate

Coke and crack is more important

Drop that baby off to snort it

Tryna live a dope boy dream

Start following the lead

Get a choppa and a key and a boppa you can flip

Start ballin in the mix

I don’t argue wita bitch

Think I’m goin on a hike the way I always keep a stick

I ain’t taking no fakin oregano basic ass bitch on a ride

I’m way too live

Smiling wit all of these diamonds inside of my mouth when it’s my time to die