Gangstas, varmints, ice, garments Don shit, real niggas who I get it on with When I'm around, my colleagues ain't comfortable They all got a-sick with
it?s pulling without You wouldn?t believe how we wil' shit out! Burn it til it?s burned out Turn it til it?s turned out Actin' up from north ,west, east
pics, lookin' all fly and shit Imma be the flyest chick, so fly Imma be spreadin' my wings Imma be doin' my thang, do it, do it, okay Imma, Imma swing it
fast, people just take it slow Don't get ahead, just jump into it Y'all hear about it, the Peas'll do it Get it started, get stupid Don't worry 'bout
, I'm sorry, baby Baby, I need you, baby, I need you, yeah I need you, baby But now you're going And I'm forced to deal with your absence All alone in this madness All
?m sorry baby! Baby I need you, baby I need you, yeah! I need you baby! But now you?re going And I?m forced to deal with your absence, All alone in this madness, All
Try as you may I ain't trippin Sex is over I'd rather sleep instead boy I gota go [Chorus] Nar it ain't enough listen U got me Up all night up all day
as u may I ain?t trippin Sex is over I?d rather sleep instead boy I gota go CHORUS Nar it ain?t enough listen U got me Up all night up all day Tryna
flip to the next flow This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it comin Then bring it
I've been having some deep thoughts when that L blowin' Niggas in jail know it when you do it Do it yourself and never tell no one You see them shells
't pin it, better send it For the cops absorb you soul of course, praise to the Pharaoh Murder mo, curly, I heard it lower and return it burn When our
one shot and leave ya not Lil' L-Burna finna burn it up We got 'em runnin' to the radio to turn it up Like 'Is it really them thugs?' Yeah nigga this
and soldier'd up Can't none of y'all say that I owed y'all nothin' When I fade to black just hold it up Y'all better say that I made y'all somethin'
all of my niggas be ready this pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, 'cause it never did stop. Everybody I know out lookin' for a come up, we creep, it
Five Double-O, if you got it, better flaunt it I'm a drop the top and lock the locks And cock the Glock, it'll make you want it Come get it, and while
from all types of shit I have your ass plugged up to all types of shit And I show you, dog, how your life can get And every thing all real fuck what
? Let me know it's real son, if it's really real Something I could feel son, load it up and kill one Want it raw deal son, if it's really real And when
wasted, no, no, no We?re all wasted We?re wasted, no, no We?re all wasted We?re wasted We?re all wasted We?re all wasted, no, no We?re all wasted Twenty