(Icey, I'm so sick of you)
Tried to play me out my spot like I ain't that, ayy, uh
Tried to pay me out my spot like I ain't that, uh
I really live what I'm rappin'
I really live what I'm rappin'
Spendin' this money and drugs, I got your queen off an addy
I'm leanin', she wakin' me up
I'm in the mix with the crackers
On Telegram lookin' for mud, I'm in the mix with the factors
I fell out of mix with a slut, I fell out of mix with the actors
The mud like the movie, that's good
New York ho told me she'll jack it
Make three hundred thousand off jackets
I send her back home with a accent
Make a Trackhawk almost back flip
I cut a ho off like Magic
Whatever I buy, you can have it
I crash another whip, ain't cute but it is what it is
I'm pop lil brother, with a shh
His favorite gun was this
Countin' twenty K in all hundreds
And it really don't look like shit
I fucked his ho, he a P
And he still wanna pay for a feat
Spent so much money on Wock', made half of it back in my sleep
Damn, damn, damn, ayy
Tried to pay me out my spot like I ain't that
I really live what I'm rappin', haha, ayy
I really live what I'm rappin'
Spendin' this money and drugs, I got your queen off an addy
I'm leanin', she wakin' me up
I really live what I'm rappin', ayy
Tried to play me out my spot like I ain't that
Spendin' this money and drugs, I got your queen off an addy
I'm leanin', she wakin' me up
Damn, fuck wrong bro?
Yeah, you know that, young Neptune
One and only, probably a few more though, but, yeah, you know though
EFG, long live the Bandman
Keep it that simple, you know that
Haha
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