I need that faux, getting more
All my clothes check my figure
Ho's, ho's getting showed
With my phone, edit pictures
Faux, getting more
All my clothes check my figure
Ho's, ho's getting showed
With my phone, edit pictures, pictures
I'ma do wrong, don't care 'bout right (Right)
Flex this faux, nobody gon' like
Yeah, Ion' like the sun, only fuck with low light
I ain't with you bums 'cause I'm never outside
Buy all my love 'cause it get you high
Suck my drugs you can get these likes
Bring the power to the people, stеal it back because it's mine
Evеrything I own, I stole, my right
I got you helping me wipe
Making new amendments when I never knew why
Feel like descending is ascendence, in a sense I'm all right
A legend when I'm editing, my wiki obliged
Do whatever forever, bending it back
Put me in a box, bitch, let's amass
This a movement, move this Alcatraz
This our bed, let's get attached
I want to fuck
My own philosophy
I'm getting stuck
Chew my leg, I got to eat
I'm in the front-ont-ont (Yeah)
Now everybody watching me
Now everybody want the seed
Everybody, everybody wanna talk to me
Faux, getting more
All my clothes check my figure
Ho's, ho's getting showed
With my phone, edit pictures
Faux, getting more
All my clothes check my figure
Ho's, ho's getting showed
With my phone, edit pictures, pictures
Take my shirt off, let the ho's see my artwork
Got two ho's same color as my Converse
Throw your pride out when you get inside my limousine
Christ D getting more head than the guillotine
Iced out wrist look just like a flat screen
Asphalt colored Aston Martin on the Asanti
Fred Flintstone, I don't even need my car keys
Catch me at the show signing titties with a Sharpie
You better send that money if you wanna see your son again
My pinky ring Jewish and it cost a lot of Benjamin's
Rubies in my mouth same color as an Indian
Big ass Glock knock a nigga to oblivion
And you already know we can't do music 'cause you're so retarded
Saw a bag of coke and it reminded me of where I started
I just caught the fight and hit up Darkie (Bitch I'm in yo' city)
With too many blunts and Percocets, it got me feeling dizzy
I want to fuck
My own philosophy
I'm getting stuck
Chew my leg, I got to eat
I'm in the front-ont-ont (Yeah)
Now everybody watching me
Now everybody want the seed
Everybody, everybody wanna talk to me
Mh, pickin' it up
Middle finger in the place and I'm stickin' it up
On the way to the top and we got a lot in the pot
Smoking every single day with Dillinger on an opp
And we can get it
And we can get it, my nigga
Me and Christ hit the shooting range grippin' the trigger
I be feeling kinda light-weight sippin' the liquor
I'm buying Crypto low and then flippin' it bigger, my nigga
Mh, gotta put in to get out
These niggas want a handout but ain't got shit to hand out
My nigga, why your hand out?
Huh, we got some bands now
Funny how this hip-hop shit like to pan out (Oh)
Huh, lights, camera, action
Hit the prime with the headlock, blam
Huh, no manners
Rules, regulations or standards
Chains so big it's like I'm a slave
Bars too big to fit in my grave
Drippin' but my songs never leak
This that shit that you put on repeat
I want to fuck
My own philosophy
I'm getting stuck
Chew my leg, I got to eat
I'm in the front-ont-ont (Yeah)
Now everybody watching me
Now everybody want the seed
Everybody, everybody wanna talk to me
I need that faux
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