By Your Side (feat. Jazlyn MyChelle)
YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy)
(Turn that shit up, TnT)
Hmm, I see you, I miss you too
I pop my shit, too
I'm just like you
I do my thing, and you do yours, too
They know my name, and they gon' know yours, too, when I get a hold of you
All these shinin' things, you improved
Huh, I'll buy you Wraith, Baby Cougar, yeah
I'll have Rasheeda style you, too (man, ouu, yeah)
I'm a motherfuckin' gravedigger
I'm that nigga, yeah
I don't give a fuck 'bout these people, I'm turned up with you
Huh, racks, and the console, they cannot borrow (borrow)
Call me tomorrow
Right now, my heart beatin' slow (slow)
I sip on lean while you touch all on me, huh
It's this codeine, why you all in my dreams?
Straight from the bottom, I ain't tryna go back and visit that Northside, baby
Too many problems, but I got the equipped on, put it on my old lady
I don't play about it, yeah, I'm with that shit, young nigga, I go crazy
I ain't feelin' one thing, have the young nigga come and shoot it up, ha
Suited and booted up, ha
Talkin' to shorty, that I'm fuckin' with her, hm
I've been runnin' this shit up for my kids, only carin' 'bout what they say
I been pourin' that shit up from out my fridge 'fore I say: Amazing Grace
Ain't been lettin' them come inside my crib, if I feel that they fake
Big Bentley, I ride
You trippin', I cry
You slippin', I hope that you get it right
Your mission, I'm stickin' right by your side
Hold up, let this bitch inside my house (house)
You keep that shit, I don't care what you bought
No, I don't care
'Cause I, I hold you down, baby
I keep this shit intact
I need money machine, I'm tired of countin' racks
I got a new one, it's straight out the box
I'ma profound her because of the Glock
I wanna go as high as that I'm destined to go, and never come back down
I want you to smile so hard that the world gon' glow, and never for to frown
I want you to laugh at all these hoes and laugh all at these clowns
I want you stuntin' it up, makin' these hoes mad, and I'm gon' turn 'em down
Let him buck behind his ho, every time it's up, them 5's gon' hunt him down
Houston, cybers, in the mansion, I'm found
Salt Lake, she still lovin' a nigga
Me and Jason gettin' it in through the phones
Tell Zoey for to fuck with my nigga
I'm just kiddin', he engaged, but I'm ready just for to turn up at his venue
I'll be excited that day that my nigga gettin' married just like me and you, huh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woo, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woo, ooh, ooh
Now, you go
Your turn
Do it
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woo, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woo, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woo, ooh, ooh
Haha