Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg…(It’s the face) Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hoodĬall me lumberjack ’cause I wish a nigga would race (Uh-huh) Good credit score, this card really can’t max out (Wow) MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap ’bout? (Sold out) Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (Man, what the fuck?) It never rain in Cali’, came with an umbrella (Ooh) That big boy, that big bitch for all weather I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilateĪnd bought another car ’cause I ain’t know how to celebrate (Top shelf, nigga) I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (Ugh, oh shit) I own my companies full, told ’em to keep the loan I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli’ for him (Oh shit) Niggas ain’t really on the type of shit he on (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit) They ain’t gettin’ paper like they should, wait She went like «Ah, this the wish-a-nigga-could face» (Uh) Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)Ĭall me lumberjack ’cause I wish a nigga would race (Uh-huh, right) Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (Yeah, oh) MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap ’bout? Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn’t pull out You never know where the fuck you gon’ end up at ‘Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz) You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back It was, she was just like, «This shit is beautiful» «Oh, my God, I never seen nothin’ like this» It is the 30-year-old rapper's second release of the year following March's Tell Me How.Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn’t- (Hold up) Rolls-Royce pull up (Zeros), Black boy hop out (Not seven) Nah, I can't take this s*** no more, man, I quit That's it, I quit, I swear to God n**** (F*** n**** is talking to me about?) Quality Wednesday music Wish-a-n****-could face (All storms is cloudy, n****) Oh yeah, you asked for it (F*****' crumbs) Wish-a-n****-would face F*** you mean n****? Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the f***?) Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't pull out MSG sell out, fuck these n**** yap 'bout? (Sold out) Good credit score, this card really can't max out (Wow) Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hood Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a n**** would race (Uh-huh) N*** this the face, man I wish a n*** - (It's the face) It's different, it's really different (Catch up, n*****)Īyo, I might sled in Utah, LA too warm My n**** tall, look like a b****, I call him Mulan (Hey, oh) Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons N**** cannot f*** with the form of true magic (Oh), new wand (N****) That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (Ah) Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed Used to treat me like that boy from Malcolm in the Middle (Why I'm motherf***** rich) Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (Not six) N***** ain't really on the type of s*** he on I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (Oh s***) I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan I took the gold b**** home, n***** is big mad (Ugh, oh) I put that b**** on the shelf to let it ventilate And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (Top shelf, n****) That big boy, that big b**** for all weather It never rain in Cali, came with an umbrella (Ooh) Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't pull out MSG sell out, f*** these n***** yap 'bout? Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, n****) Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a n**** would race (Uh-huh, right) She went likе "Ah, this the wish-a-n****-could face" (Uh) They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait (You n***** woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, s***) Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't ( Hold up) Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this Haha, that's what my mom was sayin' She, she was cryin' and s*** It was, she was just like, 'This s*** is beautiful It was a beautiful moment You al– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz) You never know where the f*** you gon' end up at ( Okay, haha, now we ready)
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