Leave EM Blind
You can not hang if you ain't one of mine Might leave em blind just the way that I shine
Hit from that back
Feel that dick in her spine
Do it so different, I'm one of a kind
Shit can get dangerous
They might end up dying
Worked on my Patience it help with my grind
Locked in with gang, this ain't nothing but my ties
Locked in with the gang, this ain't nothing but my ties
Oh, she gon' hold me down
On your block, spittin' rounds
Every day
Motivate
Elevating
Can determine the way that your day comes
Wild boy, wild boy,
I'm a fuckin' wild boy
They say, ayo, Monopoly
Wassup?
How you do it so properly
I'm just thanking the
Prophecy, thank the lord
Can't stop, cause it's meant to be
Can't stop me
Now
Shit get so critical spark up that backy
Thats Medical
Big booty twins, that's incredible
Thrash both of them
Than I to pass to bro
Off the gas in the Henny and Hype the flow
Rolling
I'm
Rolling
I'm
Rolling
In this bitch, know I'm off the drugs
Booted Geek
Might fill my mouth up with slugs
Nine years old,
I ran off on the plug
Real street nigga,
Swear y'all new to this stuff
Mind on bigger pictures,
Painting ' the wall
Dick in her jaws
Know she dropping her pannies
How many haters, you know I got plenty
Ain't shakin' no hands, I don't see no bingies
Ain't shakin' no hands, cause they stuck in the bag
Shakin' no hands, cause they stuck in the bag
Yeah
They stuck in the bag
Been walkin' on water, that's
Fiji
Drippin' in sauce, best believe me
Do my lil' dance and it's back to my plan
Know I love all my fans,
Know I can't give a damn
Put a cross on your heart, then they drill that bitch in
Then they drill that bitch in
God knows that I been so humble
Repent from my sins
Like I mastered this shit
I ain't master this shit
I'm just blessed like a pastor
Always stay in my lane, so my money come faster
Tryna run game on
Monop
Than it's gon' be disaster
Put a hole in your head,
Send that boy to his maker
I ain't talkin'
Jamaica
You can not hang if you ain't one of mine
Might leave on blind just the way that I shine
Hit from the back, feel that dick in her spine
Do it so different, I'm one of a kind
Shit can get dangerous, they might end up dyin
Worked on my patience,
It help with my grind
Locked in with the gang, this ain't nothin' but my ties
Locked in with the gang, this ain't nothin' but my ties
Oh, she gon' hold me down
On your block, spittin' rounds
Every day
Motivate
Elevating
Can't determine the way that your day comes
Wild
Boy
Hit from that back
Feel that dick in her spine
Do it so different, I'm one of a kind
Shit can get dangerous
They might end up dying
Worked on my Patience it help with my grind
Locked in with gang, this ain't nothing but my ties
Locked in with the gang, this ain't nothing but my ties
Oh, she gon' hold me down
On your block, spittin' rounds
Every day
Motivate
Elevating
Can determine the way that your day comes
Wild boy, wild boy,
I'm a fuckin' wild boy
They say, ayo, Monopoly
Wassup?
How you do it so properly
I'm just thanking the
Prophecy, thank the lord
Can't stop, cause it's meant to be
Can't stop me
Now
Shit get so critical spark up that backy
Thats Medical
Big booty twins, that's incredible
Thrash both of them
Than I to pass to bro
Off the gas in the Henny and Hype the flow
Rolling
I'm
Rolling
I'm
Rolling
In this bitch, know I'm off the drugs
Booted Geek
Might fill my mouth up with slugs
Nine years old,
I ran off on the plug
Real street nigga,
Swear y'all new to this stuff
Mind on bigger pictures,
Painting ' the wall
Dick in her jaws
Know she dropping her pannies
How many haters, you know I got plenty
Ain't shakin' no hands, I don't see no bingies
Ain't shakin' no hands, cause they stuck in the bag
Shakin' no hands, cause they stuck in the bag
Yeah
They stuck in the bag
Been walkin' on water, that's
Fiji
Drippin' in sauce, best believe me
Do my lil' dance and it's back to my plan
Know I love all my fans,
Know I can't give a damn
Put a cross on your heart, then they drill that bitch in
Then they drill that bitch in
God knows that I been so humble
Repent from my sins
Like I mastered this shit
I ain't master this shit
I'm just blessed like a pastor
Always stay in my lane, so my money come faster
Tryna run game on
Monop
Than it's gon' be disaster
Put a hole in your head,
Send that boy to his maker
I ain't talkin'
Jamaica
You can not hang if you ain't one of mine
Might leave on blind just the way that I shine
Hit from the back, feel that dick in her spine
Do it so different, I'm one of a kind
Shit can get dangerous, they might end up dyin
Worked on my patience,
It help with my grind
Locked in with the gang, this ain't nothin' but my ties
Locked in with the gang, this ain't nothin' but my ties
Oh, she gon' hold me down
On your block, spittin' rounds
Every day
Motivate
Elevating
Can't determine the way that your day comes
Wild
Boy
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Writer(s): Malachi Williams
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