Yeah
2 plus 2, * a paw, 4
I like when she suck it, she gon' take my soul
Yeah
Uh
Bow, bow, bow, bow
2
plus 2, * a paw, 4
I like when she suck it, she gon' take my soul
Yeah,
* bout a record,
they won't sell my soul
Ain't talkin' bout circles, nigga, but you owe
You live and you learn in life, you never know
41 millimeter * glow
Back on my * like * it, bout to blow
I gotta get money while they take my flow
Like how you and my brother movin' like a hoe
Blacked out whip lookin' like a crow
Murder music,
*,
I had to let it go He move like a fed,
that nigga gotta go
I got on my * like * it,
had to grow Way too sneaky on your tiptoe
Spendin' I spend,
not a ballerina We fight in the streets,
we go into arenas
I'm makin' it rain like Hurricane Katrina Low down,
dirty homie,
what's the reason?
Try to backstab,
nigga,
get a bullet Lil Wayne,
yeah,
that bitch a dick pleaser
Dip back on the pound,
yeah,
it's treason Orange season,
yeah,
that * four seasons
Bitch on my buck,
I like a damn chameleon I'm stuck on the road until I get a million
2K14,
rap name was Lennon 755,
I was posted on Linden
Vivienne,
diamonds,
water,
I be swimmin' Small ass gun,
nigga,
gotta be kiddin' me
Jonboy Ice on the beat and he with me Bitch get high,
way higher than Whitney
Like I need a tombstone for my kidneys Nigga,
try play me,
nigga,
you belittle me
Bitch,
I be baffled,
I'm so appalled Back up the Glock,
now that boy on the wall
I really got motion,
I don't got a store I shop in the city,
don't shop at the mall
We shoot for each other,
it's just one call For purpose,
that fucker layin' on the floor
* * up,
fucker shootin' through the door * * up,
I might take it for a sword
Jim Jones,
I be ballin' with the ball Chick show only blood what I sold
Pussy nigga,
I be hittin' it raw You all blue hunnids bustin' out the bag
You all blue hunnids on me, I'm a sag, uh,
uh Bow,
bow,
bow,
bow All blue hunnids on me,
I'm a sag
2 plus 2,
* a paw four I like when she suckin',
she gon' take my soul You * bout a record,
that one sold my soul Ain't talkin' bout circles,
nigga,
but you old
You livin',
you learnin' life,
you never know 41 millimeter * glow Back on my *
like fucker bout to blow I gotta get money while they
take my flow Like how you my brother movin' like a hoe
Blacked out whip lookin' like a crow Murder music,
*,
I had to let it go He move like a fed,
that nigga gotta go I got on my * like fucker had to grow
Way too sneaky on your tiptoe Spinnin' out,
spittin' out a ballerina
We fight in the streets,
we go into arenas Bow,
bow,
bow,
bow