[Intro]
Let's go
One, two, three
[Verse 1]
Ay bitch, I'm back in here to show you I'm the nigga
All in the VIP, them bitches know you as the nigga
From the corner sellin' dope and buyin' Swishers
Every night I pray to God for my intentions
Lord, uh, lights and cameras
I came so hard, I pay the price for cameras, uh
I flew my newest for a night Atlantis
And told my oldest bitch her flight was cancelled, one night examples
[Interlude]
I need everybody right side, hands up
Keep your hands up
Hands up in the middle, hands up
And the left side, hands the fuck up
In the back, hands up
We gon' do this shit on three, y'all ready?
One, two, one, two, three
[Verse 2]
Call the police
Ridin' dirty in the car with no lease
Skinny nigga but my pockets obese
Same nigga used to rob the
And lately I need me a bill again
I need to get back to the old and original, I need to get real again
Or back in Toronto where niggas'll kill you for who you be chillin' wit'
And work from the shootas, the shorty you screwin'
You not really wit' the shits, feel this shit
When Grandma kicked me out the crib, I was only a baby
Said fuck it, I hustled and went and bought me a Mercedes
I whipped it, I whipped it when I would see her in the hallway
And when she didn't see me, I parked that bitch right in the driveway
It's priceless
Let's go
One, two, three
[Verse 1]
Ay bitch, I'm back in here to show you I'm the nigga
All in the VIP, them bitches know you as the nigga
From the corner sellin' dope and buyin' Swishers
Every night I pray to God for my intentions
Lord, uh, lights and cameras
I came so hard, I pay the price for cameras, uh
I flew my newest for a night Atlantis
And told my oldest bitch her flight was cancelled, one night examples
[Interlude]
I need everybody right side, hands up
Keep your hands up
Hands up in the middle, hands up
And the left side, hands the fuck up
In the back, hands up
We gon' do this shit on three, y'all ready?
One, two, one, two, three
[Verse 2]
Call the police
Ridin' dirty in the car with no lease
Skinny nigga but my pockets obese
Same nigga used to rob the
And lately I need me a bill again
I need to get back to the old and original, I need to get real again
Or back in Toronto where niggas'll kill you for who you be chillin' wit'
And work from the shootas, the shorty you screwin'
You not really wit' the shits, feel this shit
When Grandma kicked me out the crib, I was only a baby
Said fuck it, I hustled and went and bought me a Mercedes
I whipped it, I whipped it when I would see her in the hallway
And when she didn't see me, I parked that bitch right in the driveway
It's priceless
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