D.N.A
100 in my D.N.A
He gon' need a CNA
Since he think he fly we'll send him up no TSA
I got a new PSA
Gonna get it I'm like D.O.A
Shoutout to bronem he bout to ball he like a P away
Lil bro just hit your hoe all she needed was an e and j
Stop asking where she at my nigga I swear she'll be okay
Sorry for the way I act but it means I need a j
I just need some faith lil shorty like I'm Stevan J
Better be no biggie
She know I'm a bad boy fucking wit me it get risky
Only drink the uila and yak you can keep the whiskey
Bad lil hoe she tryna' frisk me
Coming back just like a frisbee
She fuck me when you be busy
(That's no kizzy)
She told me slip and slide is what you gon feel when you inside
I told her to wait in line I don't got time I'm chasing milles
She tryna' tempt me
I got old hoes in my phone that regret that they was wit me
Now they hit me
OT bitches they want me up in they city huh
And I got racks like it's tennis
Couple O's for this denim
"I'm on my peri- stop that sentence"
Get on your knees like repentance
One double O shit how I'm stepping
And I met her on my birthday
I fucked that hoe I swear I ain't even know her first name
Moving in the worst way
Remy boost my pulse rate
Shoutout to my birthplace
Lot of niggas they going crazy up in my birth state
100 in my D.N.A
He gon' need a CNA
Since he think he fly we'll send him up no TSA
I got a new PSA
Gonna get it I'm like D.O.A
Shoutout to bronem he bout to ball he like a P away
I ain't buy you Prada bitch cause' you ain't say you Prada me
D.N.D my phone now but I claim that I'm outta reach
She told me you broke to keep up with her minor needs
You got a real baller now baby your ex was minor league
I call him lil Laker from Southbay
She laughs and downplays
Go on skate Cascade
I'm 100 just match pay
Nowadays 50 is how most act they halfway
I guess that's max pay
(I'm too real to act fake)
I'll treat your bitch like golf and hit a hoe in one
My heart black but I know that I'm golden one
Momma keep on preaching to me that I'm the chosen one
M.V.P up in my city I know I got it won
100 in my D.N.A
He gon' need a CNA
Since he think he fly we'll send him up no TSA
I got a new PSA
He like a P Away
He gon' need a CNA
Since he think he fly we'll send him up no TSA
I got a new PSA
Gonna get it I'm like D.O.A
Shoutout to bronem he bout to ball he like a P away
Lil bro just hit your hoe all she needed was an e and j
Stop asking where she at my nigga I swear she'll be okay
Sorry for the way I act but it means I need a j
I just need some faith lil shorty like I'm Stevan J
Better be no biggie
She know I'm a bad boy fucking wit me it get risky
Only drink the uila and yak you can keep the whiskey
Bad lil hoe she tryna' frisk me
Coming back just like a frisbee
She fuck me when you be busy
(That's no kizzy)
She told me slip and slide is what you gon feel when you inside
I told her to wait in line I don't got time I'm chasing milles
She tryna' tempt me
I got old hoes in my phone that regret that they was wit me
Now they hit me
OT bitches they want me up in they city huh
And I got racks like it's tennis
Couple O's for this denim
"I'm on my peri- stop that sentence"
Get on your knees like repentance
One double O shit how I'm stepping
And I met her on my birthday
I fucked that hoe I swear I ain't even know her first name
Moving in the worst way
Remy boost my pulse rate
Shoutout to my birthplace
Lot of niggas they going crazy up in my birth state
100 in my D.N.A
He gon' need a CNA
Since he think he fly we'll send him up no TSA
I got a new PSA
Gonna get it I'm like D.O.A
Shoutout to bronem he bout to ball he like a P away
I ain't buy you Prada bitch cause' you ain't say you Prada me
D.N.D my phone now but I claim that I'm outta reach
She told me you broke to keep up with her minor needs
You got a real baller now baby your ex was minor league
I call him lil Laker from Southbay
She laughs and downplays
Go on skate Cascade
I'm 100 just match pay
Nowadays 50 is how most act they halfway
I guess that's max pay
(I'm too real to act fake)
I'll treat your bitch like golf and hit a hoe in one
My heart black but I know that I'm golden one
Momma keep on preaching to me that I'm the chosen one
M.V.P up in my city I know I got it won
100 in my D.N.A
He gon' need a CNA
Since he think he fly we'll send him up no TSA
I got a new PSA
He like a P Away
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