I like to welcome y'all to Inglewood, Paragoy, D&N, Shawty, Southside, Chicago, whole lot, top of whole lot of bands.
The nigga let glue go on the street.
I am not rich, ho, I just like to stunt. I am not a ball player, but I am a baller.
They my conversation, they the things I like to do. Cause he ain't got money like me, my crew.
Ain't I so glad, dammit, I ain't you. Rather kick the dough before I need some new shoes.
Wow, broke niggas hit the trap and get it up. Cause watching me gon' get your ass fucked up.
I think they got us fucked, I really, really do. I think they got us fucked, I really, really do.
Walk in the local artist, how the fuck do you put down? Walk out, see no bullshit. I am not rich, ho, I just like to stunt.
I am not a ball player, but I am a baller. Ain't my conversation, they the things I like to do. Cause he ain't got money like me, my crew.
Dammit, it's my Rella, now they got me fucked up. Fuck any niggas, ho, nigga, put your money up. Mimps is they occasion, we spent 20,000 bucks.
They say I'm bullshit, but I don't think I'm good enough. All that blurry jury, homie, fuck this glory up.
Get my mixtape, also your mixtapes suck. My shooters got shooters, that's just too many cunts.
Rock a flow, tighter than the track star shorts. Only goddamn black boy in my neighborhood.
Comments that should tell you that I'm fucking living good. Blue and green, that's what look like basketball courts.
Used to sell weed on my mama front porch. Now I'm doing shows, throwing money at these hoes.
Extra two, honey, got them full, they came out. You just got them, I ain't never even won. We so purple, look like Donatello hippie.
Shorty so out, let it, let me hit it on the headstand. Your newest favorite rapper, favorite rapper, keep on shitin'.
Rich, Jamie Foxx, and my pinky Chris Tucker. Niggas Eddie Murphy, and my earrings Jamie Karen. Jury soul, stupid bitch, wipe a nigga down. His money wasn't ready, then he might be undercover.
They comment different colors, male hips and Danny gloves. Snitching ass, nigga mama, shoulda used a rubber. I am not rich, oh, I just like a stunt.
I am not a ball player, but I am a baller. Hate my conversations, hate the things I like to do. Cause he ain't had money like me, my crew.
Ain't I so glad, dammit, I ain't you. Rather kick the dough before I need some new shoes.
Wow, broke niggas hit the trap and beat it up. Cause watching me, gon' get your ass fucked up. I think they got us fucked up. I really, really do. I think they got us fucked up. I really, really do.
Blackboard around for the mixtape, December 1st, go get it. I am not a rich, oh, I just like a stunt. I am not a ball player, but I am a baller. Hate my conversations, hate the things I like to do. Cause he ain't had money like me, my crew.
I ain't mean, my crew.
I am not a ball player, but I am a baller. Hate my conversations, hate the things I like to do.
