N***a i got God in my body, i don’t need no bodyguard
Real station boy shit
Real murda boy shit
Fuck n***a cannot compare
I’m in that station I’m on shits n***a
Uh
Uh
Uh
Whatchu gon do when them young n***as hop out yo bushes?
Ain’t shit, issa wrap
Im a Quagy boy ion sip Act’
And a n***a be throwin out bullets like Dak, no cap
LED lights on my wall, im thinkin this bitch would look good with some plaques
I was thinkin bout puttin my thumb in her butt I’m like “hell nah n***a that’s tacky”
These n***as do anything for that bag
I’ll do anything for Ash Kash
Get down low
Tippy ya toes
At the backdoor n***a at last
Coulda went through the front on sum kick door shit, be grateful a n***a had class
At the one yard line, it’s manny or nun
Fuck nah i ain’t throwin no pass
(Let’s Get It)
Bag shit
Ima take yours for all the times i ain’t had shit
In a freecar wit obese guns, real big drums, all fat shit
Tag shit (Yeah)
What’s a rich n***a to a bad bitch?
Double G belt my waist, i bet i whip it out, whip his ass on sum dad shit
N***a don’t be no hero
This ain’t Marvel hoe
Fuck you bеin shy for, open that mouth and gobble hoe
Soldiеrs die the quickest
Bitch don’t be no G. I. JOE
I fucked 3 ex’s in a row i callat’ tic tac toe
Hop out the whip with extensions
I’m tryn retire me a n***a no pension
Station Boy clutchin when we feel the tension
Cut out his eye cus he ain’t see the vision
Cision’
Jealous n***as in they feelings
How you my sandbox mad that I’m winning
YungManny PBS kids, for the children
He wanted smoke and i brought the whole chimney
It’s late night
I’m boutta go and sit down with lil Jimmy
I fuck her raw cus i want her to feel me
Hell nah baby i ain’t usin no jimmy
Sydney
Bitch broke up wit me and then lost her chance
Dumb fuck, you left too soon you woulda stayed down you might’ve had an advance

Bag shit
Ima take yours for all the times i ain’t had shit
In a freecar wit obese guns, real big drums, all fat shit
Tag shit (Yeah)
What’s a rich n***a to a bad bitch?
Double G belt my waist, i bet i whip it out, whip his ass on sum dad shit
Bag shit
Ima take yours for all the times i ain’t had shit
In a freecar wit obese guns, real big drums, all fat shit
Tag shit (Yeah)
What’s a rich n***a to a bad bitch?
Double G belt my waist, i bet i whip it out, whip his ass on sum dad shit