That’s on me, baby
Yeah you can snooze if ya wanna, but not on me, baby
And no I ain’t taking no losses, yeah I got heat, baby
No I don’t know nothin’ ’bout dozin’, no I don’t sleep, baby
You n#gg#s ain’t gassing me, n#gg#, yeah I’m on E, baby
Got all designer on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
These n#gg#s be lying on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
All the diamonds on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
Keep that iron up on me
That’s on me, baby
That’s on me, baby
That’s on me, baby
And no, it ain’t gassing me, n#gg#, I’m on E, baby
I’m on lean, baby, pure codeine, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I tote heat, baby, double G’s, baby, hold my jeans, baby
Be my piece, baby, if you want beef, baby, then you can leave, baby
I don’t sleep, baby, I’m so street, baby, so low key, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And no I don’t be gassing me n#gg#,
I told these n#gg#s I’m finna boss up, these people would laugh at me n#gg#
They say lil Yella you too flossed up, these n#gg#s is after you n#gg#
But I ain’t making out after no n#gg#, flip your #ss backwards lil’ n#gg#
Yeah you can snooze if you wanna, but not on me, baby
And no I ain’t taking no losses, yeah I got heap, baby
No I don’t know nothin’ ’bout dozin’, no I don’t sleep, baby
You n#gg#s ain’t gassing me, n#gg#, yeah I’m on E, baby
Got all designer on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
These n#gg#s be lying on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
Real stiff on these n#gg#s, I gotta be
No Twitter, but these n#gg#s follow me
Keep that fire on me, they talk ’bout robbing me
Keep it one 100 b#tch, you ain’t gotta lie to me
The same n#gg# ride with me, I thug wit’ in poverty
I don’t talk my business, keep my sh#t privately
Can’t go behind bars, gotta family that rely on me
And a n#gg# too ‘noid, so that pistol right on side of me
Say I act out violently, n#gg# move silently
Never been a p#ss#, so that sh#t ain’t inside of me
n#gg# want war, well go start a rivalry
Young n#gg# doing numbers, you’ll think I hit the lottery
Baby girl, swallow me, deep throat gargle me
Rumour round the city, that some p#ss# n#gg# shot at me
But I was outta town, yeah seem like a lie to me
And the money that you counting up, that sh#t ain’t a lot to me
F*ck is you mean boy, gangsta in my genes boy
Walking in some shoes, that you ain’t never seen boy
I don’t like talking, say the chopper gotta beam boy
When the bih get to sparkin’, it’ll hit a n#gg#’s spleen, boy
Ay too much pasta it make a n#gg# lean boy
Finesse you off the drug, yeah I heard you a green boy
Mixing this red with a little bit of green, boy
Play with me if you wanna, it’ll be a crime scene boy
Yeah you can snooze if ya wanna, but not on me, baby
And no I ain’t taking no losses, I got heat, baby
No, I don’t know nothin’ ’bout dozin’, no I don’t sleep, baby
You n#gg#s ain’t gassing me, n#gg#, yeah I’m on E, baby
Got all designer on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
These n#gg#s be lying on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
All the diamonds on me
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
That’s on me, baby, yeah
Keep that auto on me
That’s on me, baby
That’s on me, baby
That’s on me, baby
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