Intro
Blazing by myself so I do it I want a 100k
Riding with my brother
My nigga
I got some shit to say
Women don't know how to act
Tell that bitch I got to go (whoa)
Brittany yea she left me but fuck it
I guess it's Adios
Living with depression I duck it
I got to hit the goal (word)
Bitches they be killing but trust it
They be some silly hoes
Grinding with the pistol I tuck it
I got to hit the road
Hated on my talent you lucky
I don't be killing bro
Waking up to early days
Take a break I'm cashing out
Heard that nigga talking shit
Fuck it let em run his mouth
Lately yea they tell me this
DLEE you gone run the south (yea)
Sorry that you had to wait
Fuck I'm finally coming out
Baking like I never did
Mane I want tremendous clout (whoa)
Ain't to many rappers in mane
I swear it's been a drought (yea)
Say you really want a kiss
Show me what you really bout (show me baby)
Heard that niggas call you bitch
Never judge I x em out (yea)
Play it like I see it
I hustle, don't let em shoot you down (go)
Every day I wake up I get it
I got to run em out
Pushing like I want to go lose it
Maybe a hundred pounds
Hit you like you feeling a bullet
Ready to shoot you down, yea
Fuck
I almost ran out of breath right there you know
Fuck it though
Let me get it back
Yea, living like I'm pose to do (go)
Man I got to get that dough (yea)
Damn I want that Bentley Coupe (yea)
Beezy tell me give em mo (yea)
Slay that bitch take off the roof (do it)
Trying to get like two a show
Let me go I hit the booth (100)
Tatted like a biker, excited
Now they can look at you (whoa)
Music is the option it's fire
I guess I'm living proof (whoa)
Them other dudes who did it retired
I send em back to school send em
Don't ever say you did it you liar
I mean I make the rule
Caption of the Mafia (whoa)
Run that that bitch without a suit (mane)
I need to see a 100 stack
Eat it up tomato soup
I'm talking about that 100 back
You can take the rest with you
Flip it how you want it
Get it on it you can go make it too
Riding by myself and shit
Learn to never trust a bitch
Loyalty is love to me (yea)
Realist shit I ever spit
Women say they good to me
I ain't never seen that shit
You don't even have to speak
Let me see that cheetah print (yea)
Know they call me Mr. Lee
When I'm on that other shit
Yea I rarely talk about it
Best believe I'm confident
You don't really give a fuck
Lately I been watching it (yea)
Maybe I don't want to trust
I'm the one with oxygen
I'm the one with oxygen
I wonder if they got that
Let me know
Yea, I'm the one with oxygen
Riding with my brother
My nigga
I got some shit to say
Women don't know how to act
Tell that bitch I got to go (whoa)
Brittany yea she left me but fuck it
I guess it's Adios
Living with depression I duck it
I got to hit the goal (word)
Bitches they be killing but trust it
They be some silly hoes
Grinding with the pistol I tuck it
I got to hit the road
Hated on my talent you lucky
I don't be killing bro
Waking up to early days
Take a break I'm cashing out
Heard that nigga talking shit
Fuck it let em run his mouth
Lately yea they tell me this
DLEE you gone run the south (yea)
Sorry that you had to wait
Fuck I'm finally coming out
Baking like I never did
Mane I want tremendous clout (whoa)
Ain't to many rappers in mane
I swear it's been a drought (yea)
Say you really want a kiss
Show me what you really bout (show me baby)
Heard that niggas call you bitch
Never judge I x em out (yea)
Play it like I see it
I hustle, don't let em shoot you down (go)
Every day I wake up I get it
I got to run em out
Pushing like I want to go lose it
Maybe a hundred pounds
Hit you like you feeling a bullet
Ready to shoot you down, yea
Fuck
I almost ran out of breath right there you know
Fuck it though
Let me get it back
Yea, living like I'm pose to do (go)
Man I got to get that dough (yea)
Damn I want that Bentley Coupe (yea)
Beezy tell me give em mo (yea)
Slay that bitch take off the roof (do it)
Trying to get like two a show
Let me go I hit the booth (100)
Tatted like a biker, excited
Now they can look at you (whoa)
Music is the option it's fire
I guess I'm living proof (whoa)
Them other dudes who did it retired
I send em back to school send em
Don't ever say you did it you liar
I mean I make the rule
Caption of the Mafia (whoa)
Run that that bitch without a suit (mane)
I need to see a 100 stack
Eat it up tomato soup
I'm talking about that 100 back
You can take the rest with you
Flip it how you want it
Get it on it you can go make it too
Riding by myself and shit
Learn to never trust a bitch
Loyalty is love to me (yea)
Realist shit I ever spit
Women say they good to me
I ain't never seen that shit
You don't even have to speak
Let me see that cheetah print (yea)
Know they call me Mr. Lee
When I'm on that other shit
Yea I rarely talk about it
Best believe I'm confident
You don't really give a fuck
Lately I been watching it (yea)
Maybe I don't want to trust
I'm the one with oxygen
I'm the one with oxygen
I wonder if they got that
Let me know
Yea, I'm the one with oxygen
Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Lee
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