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Intro Future
Wheezy outta here
Chorus
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate Huh yeah
Shut the fuck up I cant concentrate Huh shit yeah
If he try me today he gon die today
On my knees I been praying for brighter days
Got the meter assist shot a fade away Hoo shit yeah
I be up working all night and day
Your bitch swallow my dick said she proud of me
No one knew me now bitches surrounding me
Aint no new me I wont ever change oh
All my niggas they really stay down for me
Double R SUV and a Range Rove
Ima pull off Im doing a high speed
Verse
Weezy F made it Im finna kill it go ahead and bury it
I got my gun Ima Mariah Carey it
I love the money so much Ima marry it
Dont know how to act I feel like a barbarian
He dont want beef that nigga vegetarian
Gun with a silencer like a librarian
I be the reason all these bitches staring
She swallow my kids not good at parenting
Pay me a hundredfifty for appearances
I got a Lamborghini from the dealership
If I dont buy a car I put it on my wrist Gleam gleam
Rocking red just like Popovich
Shooting like Stockton aint nobody stopping it
They pocket watching aint nobody robbin this
Give him the MAC11 with the cooling kit Oohooh
My niggas coming for you Ooh
My niggas coming for you Ooh
Aint no telling what they gon do
Catch you at the red light pull up vroom
She ride my dick like a witch on a broom
When he walked in we smell bitch in the room
Ayy shoot that dude
Brahbrahbrah coming out that tool
Chorus
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate Huh yeah
Shut the fuck up I cant concentrate Huh shit yeah
If he try me today he gon die today
On my knees I been praying for brighter days
Got the meter assist shot a fade away Hoo shit yeah
I be up working all night and day
Your bitch swallow my dick said she proud of me
No one knew me now bitches surrounding me
Aint no new me I wont ever change oh
All my niggas they really stay down for me
Double R SUV and a Range Rove
Ima pull off Im doing a high speed
Open Verse
Keep Save Freestyle 4
[Verse]
[00:00.14] Bitch, I don't walk it, I run it
[00:01.54] I ball like the OKC Thunder
[00:03.08] These bitches be comin', I fuck 'em until they be cummin'
[00:06.06] Run up on me, choppa drummin', it ain't about nothin'
[00:08.76] I'm too busy makin' money, these niggas, they makin' assumptions
[00:11.90] I know how they comin'
[00:13.08] Niggas talk stupid until I pull up and I shit on 'em, niggas need a toilet plunger
[00:18.06] That's for real
[00:19.24] In the kitchen, whippin' up a meal
[00:21.40] After that, I'll prolly pop a feel
[00:23.48] Pop a pill, then I cop a feel from your bitch, prolly eat me, Happy Meal
[00:27.82] Niggas still sellin' they soul for a million dollars, that's a crappy deal
[00:32.24] So when God come back, you gon' be burnin' money up in hell
[00:36.58] I don't got time for it, only Tom Ford, nigga, yeah, I dress well
[00:40.80] Got a bad bitch and she too bad, so bad, named Jezebel
[00:45.10] Knock 'em out, bitch, Holyfield
[00:47.28] Hot as fuck, but I'm high as hell, so I guess I'm hot like some holy hell
[00:51.60] Bitch, I'm sippin' lean, Holy Grail
[00:53.76] They want smoke, I'ma give it to 'em
[00:56.00] All these niggas gon' be pissin' daisies, in they funerals throwin' tulips
[01:00.28] She gon' put my dick on her two lips
[01:02.44] I'ma shoot in that bitch, Tyler Ulis
[01:04.64] I'ma fuck on that bitch for a minute, then pass her to brodie 'cause I know she choosin'
[01:09.00] Give a fuck 'bout the shit that you doin'
[01:11.12] Paul Wall, how I chop her and screw her
[01:13.58] Library book, if I wanna hit it again, I may go just and renew her
[01:18.02] I get the money, I spend it on me and not her, so I know that that blew her
[01:22.12] But fuck it, I don't give a fuck, that's not my girl, so shit, whatever