On M3
(Hoffa Was A Person, Hoffa Was A Person, Hoffa Was A Person)
Fucking all in the cabin (Bitch)
Talking that shit
But I'm bout it like a bandit, Yea
Ride In the V
Smoking ode
I'm from the street's
I drive it from Atlanta (Ahh)
Buy her foreign drip
Got her calling me santa
Make bitches appear
No abracadabra (Ou, ou, ouu)
Rocking supreme, Yeah
All of these diamonds on me, Yea (Ou, ouu, ahhh)
Vvs's they bling, Yea
I got a quarter on me, Yea (Yea, yea, yeah, ohh)
I smoke different strains, Yeah
Right off the shelf, It's ode, Yea (Ou, ou, ouu)
I was locked up on a saturday night (Damn)
Steal my swagger, They might
One life, If it matter play right
Born in the dark
I got to stay bright
Illuminate what's real (Real)
Eliminate all the fugazi's
Still love, No matter who hate me
They don't want to hear the truth lately
Troops take me to the booth
Make me get undressed
Just to squat and cough
I don't sell drugs
But this is my hood
Let me find out who they copping off
You won't have no pounds
When my Zoe pounds find out (Zoe pound)
Yea we popping off
These niggaz done gotten soft
Hoffa been getting his weight up
Weight up (Weight up)
Wait up (What)
You niggas been getting ya hate up (Woo)
Wait up, (Wait up, wait)
My niggas been baking this cake up (Straight up, straight up)
Wait up (Wait, What)
This ain't no, Makeup to break up
Straight up (Straight)
You niggas could suck my dick
That negative energy lingers around me
I was basically dead when they found me (Gone)
Got a bunch of these demons around me
Got a bunch of these heathens around me
Growing up, I ain't like to shit where I sleep
Now I'm in a cell, I shit where I sleep (Damn)
Masking the smell, But shit ain't sweet (Fuck)
Room service, Ring the bell to the suite
Fucking all in the cabin (Bitch)
Talking that shit
But I'm bout it like a bandit, Yea
Ride In the V
Smoking ode
I'm from the street's
I drive it from Atlanta (Ahh)
Buy her foreign drip
Got her calling me santa
Make bitches appear
No abracadabra (Ou, ou, ouu)
Rocking supreme, Yeah
All of these diamonds on me, Yea (Ou, ouu, ahhh)
Vvs's they bling, Yea
I got a quarter on me, Yea (Yea, yea, yeah, ohh)
I smoke different strains, Yeah
Right off the shelf, It's ode, Yea (Ou, ou, ouu)
Fucking all in the cabin (Bitch)
Talking that shit
But I'm bout it like a bandit, Yea
Ride In the V
Smoking ode
I'm from the street's
I drive it from Atlanta (Ahh)
Buy her foreign drip
Got her calling me santa
Make bitches appear
No abracadabra (Ou, ou, ouu)
Rocking supreme, Yeah
All of these diamonds on me, Yea (Ou, ouu, ahhh)
Vvs's they bling, Yea
I got a quarter on me, Yea (Yea, yea, yeah, ohh)
I smoke different strains, Yeah
Right off the shelf, It's ode, Yea (Ou, ou, ouu)
I was locked up on a saturday night (Damn)
Steal my swagger, They might
One life, If it matter play right
Born in the dark
I got to stay bright
Illuminate what's real (Real)
Eliminate all the fugazi's
Still love, No matter who hate me
They don't want to hear the truth lately
Troops take me to the booth
Make me get undressed
Just to squat and cough
I don't sell drugs
But this is my hood
Let me find out who they copping off
You won't have no pounds
When my Zoe pounds find out (Zoe pound)
Yea we popping off
These niggaz done gotten soft
Hoffa been getting his weight up
Weight up (Weight up)
Wait up (What)
You niggas been getting ya hate up (Woo)
Wait up, (Wait up, wait)
My niggas been baking this cake up (Straight up, straight up)
Wait up (Wait, What)
This ain't no, Makeup to break up
Straight up (Straight)
You niggas could suck my dick
That negative energy lingers around me
I was basically dead when they found me (Gone)
Got a bunch of these demons around me
Got a bunch of these heathens around me
Growing up, I ain't like to shit where I sleep
Now I'm in a cell, I shit where I sleep (Damn)
Masking the smell, But shit ain't sweet (Fuck)
Room service, Ring the bell to the suite
Fucking all in the cabin (Bitch)
Talking that shit
But I'm bout it like a bandit, Yea
Ride In the V
Smoking ode
I'm from the street's
I drive it from Atlanta (Ahh)
Buy her foreign drip
Got her calling me santa
Make bitches appear
No abracadabra (Ou, ou, ouu)
Rocking supreme, Yeah
All of these diamonds on me, Yea (Ou, ouu, ahhh)
Vvs's they bling, Yea
I got a quarter on me, Yea (Yea, yea, yeah, ohh)
I smoke different strains, Yeah
Right off the shelf, It's ode, Yea (Ou, ou, ouu)
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Writer(s): Galilee Content
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