[Verse 1]
You stressed bout these bitches and gettin some gina, I’m worried by neither my guyza we nothin alike
Know how I get it, can’t tunnel my vision, i see that you livin no more than a lie
King of the city, and king of my state
And I’m claiming it cause there ain’t no one alike
Need me my huneds, I need me my guala, I need me my diamonds and neck with some ice
Shout out to Javi, and shout out to e, we ain’t ending it till we got out all the jokes
Shout out to Orvi and shout Juli the jugga, you know how I get bout the bros
Stuffin that Zaza inside of the Prada, got hell of a smеll that no leather can hold
Comin with problems thеn boy we can solve em, ain’t talkin bout smoke he got swag of a ghost
Been Bona Fide, sorry no hoe, but this dick ain’t for free
I guess that’s why they be hating on me
Talkin that dirt they be talking that cheap
Get on her nerves but she fucked me last week
I don’t got time to be givin to beefs
I don’t got time to be givin at all
Turn up the simmer, turn juice to the sauce
Down to the socks
[Hook]
Hey hey hey, o-aye
Hey hey hey, o-aye
Hey hey hey, o-aye
Hey hey hey, o-aye
[Verse 2]
Bitch I don’t play bout my money
Bitch I don’t play bout my time
Please get the fuck around from me
If you ain’t fueling my mind
Why you like killing the vibe
Bitch you just killing my high
Seeing the world with my eyes
Seen how these devils disguise, far from the truth
Woke up and felt like the shit, woke up and felt like that bitch, boy what it do
Roll up and smoke me a spliff, knowin my job need my piss, I’m just a yout
I’m just another muhfucka with problems, 99 percent related to figures
Crazy how I be addicted to paper, smokin presidential shit, fuck em killas
Ain’t surprised if I get done JFK, until then Im gonna ware out the name
Derek Knives, and I ain’t come here to play, bet y’all bitches thought that this was a phase
Never was the one with too much to say, now I’m mixing up my words with the bass
Making sure that I go with a trace, bet y’all bitches thought that this was phase
Hey
You stressed bout these bitches and gettin some gina, I’m worried by neither my guyza we nothin alike
Know how I get it, can’t tunnel my vision, i see that you livin no more than a lie
King of the city, and king of my state
And I’m claiming it cause there ain’t no one alike
Need me my huneds, I need me my guala, I need me my diamonds and neck with some ice
Shout out to Javi, and shout out to e, we ain’t ending it till we got out all the jokes
Shout out to Orvi and shout Juli the jugga, you know how I get bout the bros
Stuffin that Zaza inside of the Prada, got hell of a smеll that no leather can hold
Comin with problems thеn boy we can solve em, ain’t talkin bout smoke he got swag of a ghost
Been Bona Fide, sorry no hoe, but this dick ain’t for free
I guess that’s why they be hating on me
Talkin that dirt they be talking that cheap
Get on her nerves but she fucked me last week
I don’t got time to be givin to beefs
I don’t got time to be givin at all
Turn up the simmer, turn juice to the sauce
Down to the socks
[Hook]
Hey hey hey, o-aye
Hey hey hey, o-aye
Hey hey hey, o-aye
Hey hey hey, o-aye
[Verse 2]
Bitch I don’t play bout my money
Bitch I don’t play bout my time
Please get the fuck around from me
If you ain’t fueling my mind
Why you like killing the vibe
Bitch you just killing my high
Seeing the world with my eyes
Seen how these devils disguise, far from the truth
Woke up and felt like the shit, woke up and felt like that bitch, boy what it do
Roll up and smoke me a spliff, knowin my job need my piss, I’m just a yout
I’m just another muhfucka with problems, 99 percent related to figures
Crazy how I be addicted to paper, smokin presidential shit, fuck em killas
Ain’t surprised if I get done JFK, until then Im gonna ware out the name
Derek Knives, and I ain’t come here to play, bet y’all bitches thought that this was a phase
Never was the one with too much to say, now I’m mixing up my words with the bass
Making sure that I go with a trace, bet y’all bitches thought that this was phase
Hey
( Derek Knives )
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