(Damjonboi)
Bitch, I had a status before Tom added my MySpace
Condo out the way, when winter hit I'm finna migrate (brrt)
My plays, my way, my chains, my pape', my apes, my drank
You wish that you was me, don't you?
Fly way the highway, pint help me hydrate
Got the game on lock, a hunnid M's, I got the key for you
You ain't a stacker, you got zero like Hector Zeroni
Clip glued to my pelvis, I step into Coney (brrt)
Lil' brodie Kenny Smith, how he jet in the stoley (skrrt)
Olympian, shit, how I'm feelin', my necklace a trophy
VVs got my chilly, shit, I caught the sniffles
J. Crawford, score a four off the dribble
In that Bat Mobile, we spinned the block, they tryna solve the riddle
Too official, all I'm missin' is a ball and whistle
Shit, I'm speedin' in the Demon, it's not a Camaro
Livin' like the mob, Goodfellas, I'm Robert Di Nero (the boss)
Rockin' all this gold, I'm on top like a Pharaoh
Pull up to the spot to get some gas, this is not the Valero
When I'm rockin' apparel, Yohji Yamamoto, boy, I be droppin' dineros
Robbin' through the hood, you might get shot with an arrow
I was Prada'd up, double strapped, you was rockin' some Aero'
Yeah, yeah
My plays, my weight, my chains, my pape', my apes, my drank
You wish that you me, don't you?
Fly way the highway, pint help me hydrate
Got the game on lock, a hunnid M's, I got the key for you
I'ma give it all I got 'til I drop
Fell asleep half way, couldn't even kill my pop
Boy, this bitch filled with Wock'
Gloves on, fill the chop
It could be ten years, bitch, you know you still a opp
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha
Look, bitch
Spikes on the Loubs look like a porcupine
Feel like D Mitch, flyin' 'round with the .45
Two in the half pints, we poured up like forty lines
Amphetamines, opioids
Catch him ridin' luxury and get his Rolls-Royce destroyed
We gon' park his shit
Out in Troy with a sixty on a Neiman Marcus trip
Shit, voices in my head, I feel like Randy Orton
Probably 'cause I'm off a ten but brodie off the Xannies snorin'
Bitch, I had a status before Tom added my MySpace
Condo out the way, when winter hit I'm finna migrate (brrt)
My plays, my way, my chains, my pape', my apes, my drank
You wish that you was me, don't you?
Fly way the highway, pint help me hydrate
Got the game on lock, a hunnid M's, I got the key for you
Trippin' on the road
Interview to a show, switchin' out my clothes
You asked the plug for twenty bags, I'm diggin' out the 'bow
Carti's with the pointers, I got boogers drippin' off my nose
Let me know, I'll flick that switch and get up in that mode
All these vanillas on me, feelin' gifted in the store
Road runner, first dub, I did it in the O
Need a jersey that say "Maravich," how I pistol tote
Why the fuck he didn't shoot? I think his pistol broke
Jordan every time I drop, bitch, I'm 6 and 0
Bitch, I been the GOAT
My plays, my way, my chains, my pape', my apes, my drank
You wish that you me, don't you?
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Myspace - BabyTron
