Letras
They like who the fuck is solid I'm the one that told y'all
When it's time to hit the boss I'm the one get phone calls
They said life mocks art paint my shit in chrome hearts
This bitch line up all shrimps with a side of small fry
Rest in peace to DMX need to let my fucking dogs out
Shit crazy ran through 50 bitches and not one I call mine
Since he couldn't mind his fucking business call the flag for offsides
I used to flex my brother dog shit now it's all mine
Got drip older than a YN shit from 05
We just riding scooped a new 10 she like oh my
Every time these niggas press record telling bold lies
Pockets filled with all blue shit nigga GO LIONS
Heard you on burnt goofy shit they don't wanna cosign you
I got the fucking torch I can flame up with no lighter
I'ma grab my OG 36 pres Michelle Obama
Track Hawk raising Hell like a nigga baby mama
I am singing Keith Sweat who could fuck with Me Nobody
Who could fuck with TourNobody who could fuck with MeNobody
Who could fuck with TourNobody who could fuck with MeNobody
Who could fuck with TourNobody
I'm singing Keith Sweat who could fuck with MeNobody
Who could fuck with TourNobody who could fuck with MeNobody
Who could fuck with TourNobody who could fuck with MeNobody
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They like who the fuck is solid nigga
I'm the one that told ya
It get rainy stacking dog shit
Balling when the sun come
I see niggas get to saying
Anything when some hoes around
I lost a bag go got it back
What go round go come round
Fuck call of duty got tracking numbers
Hit bro go get that load out
Don't talk much see a
Microphone I damn near let my soul out
Don't gotta tell me you proud
Yet I still feel like this the warm up
I see why he so tender
Bout her bitch damn near blew my toes off
You ain't worth much
I got pieces cost a nigga
Whole life world tourin beating that road up