Brett Farve
I walk
Ionttt wanna
Can't call br
Called me
And that... shook me
My dawg tried to take me
This real life he can't bake me
I'm hall of fame
This nig a rookie
No killa
Please don't push
I walk in this b*tch, I got everybody Lookin I dont wanna smoke if it no Cookie
Cant call bro cause bro still cooking, Called me broke and that sh*t shook Me
Had a dream, my dwag tried to take Me, this real life he cant bake me
Im hall of fame this n*gga a rookie, I'm no killer, please dont push me
Blow me up, yeah up and away, say No to head get outta my face
Come on and pay the piper
Send a freak b*tch and she gone wipe You
N*ggas sayin ouu he hard
You hopped off the porch, You stilll In the yard
Pulling her track, now im pulling ya Card
4 in the pockett
No brett favre
This n*gga think its sweet
Choppa kick like a 808 beat
He so broke so i cant beef
If its up then leave it in the streets
This N*gga think he know me
If he do then he is the police
BIG HON i move so lowkey
I AINT never let a N*gga hoe me
He just threw in his flag
He just lost his bag
And he
Lost his pack A n*gga ran off he Never got it bck
Hot boy KAP go get a fan
This n*gga here really a fan
He told in tha can
Big legend
LIKE I was
DANNNNNN
Hold up
NO not marino
THIS n*gga owe me ceenote
Hold on You cant see those
Whats on my 40 like i was debo
Go hard but not in the paint
Been inn the league like i was a saint, Im up next Whatt do you think?
Tryna be HON but you know that You cant
Didnt you use to dub me, now im up You cant f*ck me
Them blues hit so lovely, i had to Starve so they could get chubby
I stayed down so what do you mean Bro wanna lick imma give em the Green
Been in the cutt but not ok the scene
Lock down the block like draymound Green
This n*gga thing we friendly
We keep tools
No not
Mandy... I forgot
To say handy
I f*cked his h
Now he can't stand me
Big hon is no killa
Young talk under pillow
Spooked out no not thriller
Been that n*gga just got realer
When walk in this b*tch
I got Everybody lookin I dont wanna Smoke if it aint no cookie
Cant call bro cause bro still cooking, Called me broke and that sh*t shook Me
Had a dream, my dwag tried to take Me, this real life he cant bake me
Im hall of fame this n*gga a rookie, Im no killer, please dont push me
Blow me up, yeah up and away, say No to head get outta my face
Come on and pay the piper
Send a freak b*tch and she gone wipe You
N*ggas sayin ouu he hard
You hopped off the porch, You stilll In the yard
Pulling her track, now im pulling ya Card
4 in the pockett
No brett favre
Ionttt wanna
Can't call br
Called me
And that... shook me
My dawg tried to take me
This real life he can't bake me
I'm hall of fame
This nig a rookie
No killa
Please don't push
I walk in this b*tch, I got everybody Lookin I dont wanna smoke if it no Cookie
Cant call bro cause bro still cooking, Called me broke and that sh*t shook Me
Had a dream, my dwag tried to take Me, this real life he cant bake me
Im hall of fame this n*gga a rookie, I'm no killer, please dont push me
Blow me up, yeah up and away, say No to head get outta my face
Come on and pay the piper
Send a freak b*tch and she gone wipe You
N*ggas sayin ouu he hard
You hopped off the porch, You stilll In the yard
Pulling her track, now im pulling ya Card
4 in the pockett
No brett favre
This n*gga think its sweet
Choppa kick like a 808 beat
He so broke so i cant beef
If its up then leave it in the streets
This N*gga think he know me
If he do then he is the police
BIG HON i move so lowkey
I AINT never let a N*gga hoe me
He just threw in his flag
He just lost his bag
And he
Lost his pack A n*gga ran off he Never got it bck
Hot boy KAP go get a fan
This n*gga here really a fan
He told in tha can
Big legend
LIKE I was
DANNNNNN
Hold up
NO not marino
THIS n*gga owe me ceenote
Hold on You cant see those
Whats on my 40 like i was debo
Go hard but not in the paint
Been inn the league like i was a saint, Im up next Whatt do you think?
Tryna be HON but you know that You cant
Didnt you use to dub me, now im up You cant f*ck me
Them blues hit so lovely, i had to Starve so they could get chubby
I stayed down so what do you mean Bro wanna lick imma give em the Green
Been in the cutt but not ok the scene
Lock down the block like draymound Green
This n*gga thing we friendly
We keep tools
No not
Mandy... I forgot
To say handy
I f*cked his h
Now he can't stand me
Big hon is no killa
Young talk under pillow
Spooked out no not thriller
Been that n*gga just got realer
When walk in this b*tch
I got Everybody lookin I dont wanna Smoke if it aint no cookie
Cant call bro cause bro still cooking, Called me broke and that sh*t shook Me
Had a dream, my dwag tried to take Me, this real life he cant bake me
Im hall of fame this n*gga a rookie, Im no killer, please dont push me
Blow me up, yeah up and away, say No to head get outta my face
Come on and pay the piper
Send a freak b*tch and she gone wipe You
N*ggas sayin ouu he hard
You hopped off the porch, You stilll In the yard
Pulling her track, now im pulling ya Card
4 in the pockett
No brett favre
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Writer(s): Jarvis Milom
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