Lyrics
fuck you if you don t like me
Spray the k you see them white sheets, and i always been
air filting super gun
I never leave my gun, all this ice on me my nigga this is what it cost to hate, not living where i m from
Not living where i m from, cooling aging on my wrists so freaks leave the party, fuck you if you don t like me
Fuck you if you don t like me, got pistols called super doke
I m tryna find an hoe in here, i m making movies in the morning matinee Sheets, fuck you if you don t like me
whole city sad
I bought my first aiflestein i felt like a boss, 4 10 revolver Waka, shoot em on the run
All i ever need, fishscale and whyola got the hood tweaked, throy ya hood up
In emergency goons working overtime, but they will miss his ass
Throw your sets up, i bust your head to the white meat
Chopper on my hummer, around the clock
white sheets
chopper on my hummer
Import export, i bust your head to the white meat White, spray the k you see them white sheets
Cum in her extensions in the coupe extension on the llama, i never make a statement, where ya from
whole city sad
My neck all rocky, bitches jockin me ballin with no referee
Blame it on me, whole faminly crying
Beat a nigga ass who wanna volunteer, put ya bottles and your cups up
all i ever need
Black and yellow rari, my neck all rocky
We don t take this beef lightly, leave a pussy leaked
What hood ya from, got pistols called super doke, i gave the haze up
I m a real nigaa, we don t take this beef lightly White, put ya bottles and your cups up
Cum in her extensions in the coupe extension on the llama, it s a guarentee you fuck with me your a dead man, i gave the haze up
Where ya from, i never leave my gun Flocka, in emergency goons working overtime
got pistols called super doke
Fuck you if you don t like me, what hood ya from, not living where i hum
chopper on my hummer
I m a bring new york back like scott amayer, throw ya hood up
Import export, cum in her extensions in the coupe extension on the llama, ain t no stoppin me
Fuck you if you don t like me, breaking nooses in Waka, we don t take this beef lightly
I m tryna find an hoe in here, put the llama beep
you sell coke
you sell coke
Fore heads seems a had a good year, 458 ferrari styling
Feeling but a brick spending by the 10 s, bitches jockin me ballin with no referee, it s a guarentee you fuck with me your a dead man
Fuck you if you don t like me, air filting super gun White, not living where i m from
458 ferrari styling, blame it on me Flocka, never will forget him
guzzle bottle after bottle till your bent
it s a guarentee you fuck with me your a dead man
blame it on me
Rap critics fuck up my high everyday, my neck all rocky Sheets, blame it on me
Fuck you if you don t like me, you sell coke, you sell weed
All i ever need, spray the k you see them white sheets Waka, not living where i hum
Throw ya hood up, i bust your head to the white meat, 4 10 revolver
I bought my first aiflestein i felt like a boss, i bust your head to the white meat Waka, rap critics fuck up my high everyday
You sell coke, ain t no stoppin me, fuck you if you don t like me
You sell coke, shotgun fire Waka, where ya from
i put that twerk and park the car right around the block
I m a real nigaa, bread squad monopoly
i gave the haze up
Never will forget him, i m tryna find an hoe in here, i m a bring new york back like scott amayer