(BJ on one)
Ayy, what you on, four?
Huh, mmm-mmm
Huh, huh, wow
Fuck they on? Lil Top (4KTrey, we put guns to the face, who gon' die today?)
(D-Roc)
See you got them youngins pistol sparkin' and you ballin', Mr. Gaulden, yeah, yeah
Yeah, these bitches on you, they want you to be they father, yeah, yeah
Know me, let them spin up out my brother Charger, yeah, yeah (Brrt)
Fuck wrong with these niggas? I want all the problems, yeah, yeah (All)
Baby, I can't even leave the crib, but I'm flossin'
They been tryna find out where you been, Mr. Gaulden
Baby, I'm with XO drinkin' sip, stop that callin'
Baby, I been fuckin' up my drip, I'm so awesome (Woo)
Made her bend it over, huh, then I bust it open
Uh, I'm a fuckin' soldier and they think I'm so Magnolia
Uh, I'm so Northside and they know I slump shit over (Woo)
Let them talk 'bout me, just watch my feet or I'm gon' flip shit over
Bitch, I'm NBA, so 4KT, bitch, act like you ain't notice, ha
Know you see 'em dead, how my youngin rollercoast' 'em
Point that blick right at your head, .45, better not test that Cobra
Baow, baow, run down on 'em, baow, baow, not many on the other corner
Had to put them hitters on 'em, skied up, we ain't got corona
I might pull up in a Hummer like I'm motherfuckin' Stunna
Like I'm XO, take your ho, I flip her, pass her to my youngin'
I got too much fuckin' money and they know I spend it on somethin', yeah
I ain't talkin' cashin' out, gravedigger, know they drag him out (Let's go)
And I'm so manly now, ain't been gettin' into it with my mammy now
'Cause I got my own house, own car, big charm
Nigga, check this AP out, pussy boy
Baby, I can't even leave the crib, but I'm flossin'
They been tryna find out where you been, Mr. Gaulden
Baby, I'm with XO drinkin' sip, stop that callin'
Baby, I been fuckin' up my drip, I'm so awesome (Woo)
Made her bend it over, huh, then I bust it open
Uh, I'm a fuckin' soldier and they think I'm so Magnolia
Uh, I'm so Northside and they know I slump shit over (Woo)
Let them talk 'bout me, just watch my feet or I'm gon' flip shit over
"Tell me how you been, Mr. Gaulden," I'm rich as hell
"Tell me how you been, Mr. Gaulden," don't say Kentrell
This bitch tried to ask me 'bout her friend, then my phone fell
I been tryna calm down all my friends, the opps gon' tell
I been on that Don P, not gin, watch who you tell
Bitch, I got from off that boy, that's what you should go and tell
Bitch, I grew up sellin' hard, now the labels clientele
Bitch, I grew up real hard, showed them I could never fail
Slimes trailin' me with rods, why? 'Cause I ain't gotta tell
Bitch, and you gon' tuck your tail 'cause I know you soft as hell (Bah, bah)
Tell me what's that smell, dead men, go to Hell
Call me Mr. Gaulden, bitch, long as you don't say, "Kentrell" (Oh)
Baby, I can't even leave the crib, but I'm flossin'
They been tryna find out where you been, Mr. Gaulden
Baby, I'm with XO drinkin' sip, stop that callin'
Baby, I been fuckin' up my drip, I'm so awesome (Woo)
Uh, you already know what it is, man (Woo, woo, woo)
Ayy, this YoungBoy, man, Mr. Gaulden
Ayy, this Lil Top, whatever you want call me
Just don't call me, "Kentrell," don't call me, "Broke," you heard me?
And don't mix me with that pussy ass shit, 'cause these niggas hoes
Believe that, nigga
Ayy, it's an XO Lifestyle, baby, huh
I made her bend it over, huh, then I buss it open, huh
I'm a fuckin' soldier, and they think I'm so Magnolia, baby
But I'm Northside
(BJ on one)
(D-Roc)
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