Letras
I got leng ones calling man bad
Yeah I'm mad I got beef with neeks but bro all it takes is just one man
I ain't Jackie Chan to be using my hands I'm using my ramz Sylvester Stallone
Risky B mans bad to the bone
Won't pick up the phone I'll pick up a pole
In the whip nae nae have him screaming woah
Stone cold I ain't Steve Austin she give blows had her beat boxing
Too bait gotta do some E shopping it can keep popping if I see oppas like move
Yo bitch get the fuck out my face bout calm down like I don't even know you
Get dipped like Ronaldo's goals suu
That pussy is loose should've put on a screw
Which one should I choose I don't know 67
Get sheffered or get popped in seconds b I don't know what's the ending
Make lemonade when life gives lemons
I know my waze I don't need directions I ain't harry imma roll with style
In 021 I was stuck on trial should've been doing shows like Jeremy Kyle
See me rolling in see me rolling out
Get motion twin put emotions down
She an ocean Imma go drown no doubt get folded I don't mean paper towels
B I'm faded I might pass out, In the tryna put him on clouds
And I'll be a billionaire if every time my man lies then I get a pound
Got a long coat on not a football scout let me see what the young boys got
Can you shoot that shot from outside the box not inside we ain't sidemen like Josh
One two three bro clear out the vic
This ting ain't mini like minter, coming in big it's not hero six
They keep playing Gal them niggas white chicks
Ride it bitch bae keep riding add spit then I deep slide in
Nah she can't tek when the whole pipe in, got moves affi mek gotta keep grinding
Surviving arriving on badness man start firing
I'm PG I don't need parental guidance
History I keep rewriting if I buck Imma on sight him