[Intro]
(It's [?] and you rockin' with LJ)
(I love you Goyxrd)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I hop on the beat, you know what it is
These niggas be hatin', but I'm top tier
And I want designer, they don't wanna see me in that gear
Diamonds, they shine like a chandelier
I'm sippin' on lean, you sippin' on beer
And I don't fuck with you hoes
Yeah, I forgot to mention
Fuck the other shit, I'm on a mission
Broke boy, I can't pay your tuiton
I'm on DivineStar, check the system
I'm smokin' big gas, like a Piston
I did it alone, don't need your assistance
All of this fishin' just to see I ain't fishin'
Like I tell you but you don't listen
Now you stuck thеre in the deep-end
You been creepin', you been fеinin'
But you still here to throw the fours up
Up in LA, let the doors up
When I pulled that Glock, he froze up
He was starin' at me like "Hol' up"
"Why you finna smoke me? Boy hol' up"
"Why you finna kill me? Boy hol' up"
[Verse 2]
I got a cuban on this VVS
Hop in the 'Lac girl, its CTS
Finna get divine tatted on my damn chest
This in my soul, gotta get this off my chest
I feel like you don't fuck with me, but its okay
I'm countin' big guap and you out for no pay
Caal Vo, you talkin' but don't wanna tell us where you stay
Bossed up, with the bitch drunk, say you fuckin' hoes to ashtray
[Outro]
Say you fuckin' to ashtray
Fuckin' to ashtray
Fuckin' to ashtray
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(It's [?] and you rockin' with LJ)
(I love you Goyxrd)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I hop on the beat, you know what it is
These niggas be hatin', but I'm top tier
And I want designer, they don't wanna see me in that gear
Diamonds, they shine like a chandelier
I'm sippin' on lean, you sippin' on beer
And I don't fuck with you hoes
Yeah, I forgot to mention
Fuck the other shit, I'm on a mission
Broke boy, I can't pay your tuiton
I'm on DivineStar, check the system
I'm smokin' big gas, like a Piston
I did it alone, don't need your assistance
All of this fishin' just to see I ain't fishin'
Like I tell you but you don't listen
Now you stuck thеre in the deep-end
You been creepin', you been fеinin'
But you still here to throw the fours up
Up in LA, let the doors up
When I pulled that Glock, he froze up
He was starin' at me like "Hol' up"
"Why you finna smoke me? Boy hol' up"
"Why you finna kill me? Boy hol' up"
[Verse 2]
I got a cuban on this VVS
Hop in the 'Lac girl, its CTS
Finna get divine tatted on my damn chest
This in my soul, gotta get this off my chest
I feel like you don't fuck with me, but its okay
I'm countin' big guap and you out for no pay
Caal Vo, you talkin' but don't wanna tell us where you stay
Bossed up, with the bitch drunk, say you fuckin' hoes to ashtray
[Outro]
Say you fuckin' to ashtray
Fuckin' to ashtray
Fuckin' to ashtray
Yeah, yeah, yeah
( JustDeuce )
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