Sesame
Walk around with a stick like I'm elderly
Sippin on wine rolling celery
When you step to me gotta look a real nigga in his eyes come proper like Jefferey
Im the real thing and you niggas just parodies
RIP Penny we long live the legacy
Lay with no bitch rather lay with some sesame
Blocked the hoe number she talking bout pregnancy
Neck real heavy diamonds clarity
Niggas don't never say nothing they scared of me
You aint no killer you just an accessory
Dirty for life and the I for integrity
Roll up my veggies I don't need no therapy
They be tryna say I'm losing my brain
Broccoli cheese diamonds carrots yeah romain
Dirty young nigga still making It rain
Try if you want you can die for a chain
You with the rookies and I'm with the gang
Tell them to book me I stay with a flame
Taz been a beast I been hiding my vangs
Now I'm unleashed I aint never been tamed
The way they be hating that shit kinda strange
Who the new niggas that fucked up the game
I grind and grinded until I became
Hopped off the jet to the baggage claim
Now I be riding in faster things
Try if you want hear the pastor sing
Walk around with a stick like I'm elderly
Sippin on wine rolling celery
When you step to me gotta look a real nigga in his eyes come proper like Jefferey
Neck real heavy diamonds clarity
Niggas don't never say nothing they scared of me
You aint no killer you just an accessory
Dirty for life and the I for
Sippin on wine rolling celery
When you step to me gotta look a real nigga in his eyes come proper like Jefferey
Im the real thing and you niggas just parodies
RIP Penny we long live the legacy
Lay with no bitch rather lay with some sesame
Blocked the hoe number she talking bout pregnancy
Neck real heavy diamonds clarity
Niggas don't never say nothing they scared of me
You aint no killer you just an accessory
Dirty for life and the I for integrity
Roll up my veggies I don't need no therapy
They be tryna say I'm losing my brain
Broccoli cheese diamonds carrots yeah romain
Dirty young nigga still making It rain
Try if you want you can die for a chain
You with the rookies and I'm with the gang
Tell them to book me I stay with a flame
Taz been a beast I been hiding my vangs
Now I'm unleashed I aint never been tamed
The way they be hating that shit kinda strange
Who the new niggas that fucked up the game
I grind and grinded until I became
Hopped off the jet to the baggage claim
Now I be riding in faster things
Try if you want hear the pastor sing
Walk around with a stick like I'm elderly
Sippin on wine rolling celery
When you step to me gotta look a real nigga in his eyes come proper like Jefferey
Neck real heavy diamonds clarity
Niggas don't never say nothing they scared of me
You aint no killer you just an accessory
Dirty for life and the I for
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Writer(s): Deonte Taylor
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