h*ng myself!

Good morning
Yup, yup, yup
Come on, let's do it
Turn that bitch let's go let's go
Yup, yup, yup
Okay
Aye I don't want to hear no autotune on my shit i ain't even gone hear that come on
Yup, yup

Bla-, bla-, black timb fit,
I express myself
This bi- bitch think I'm so cool till I hang myself
Bitch, I used to be broke,
I won't pass on wealth
Be done made so much money,
That I pass down wealth
Bla-, bla-, black timb fit,
I express myself
This bi- bitch think I'm so cool till I hang myself
Bitch, I used to be broke,
I won't pass on wealth
Be done made so much money,
That I pass down wealth

Okay like black, double truck,
I pulled up like what the fuck, okay
My bitch steady fuckin',
Told that hoe inhale my nut, okay
I don't like the rick's,
I like air force 1's my kicks, okay
Cool up on that bitch,
But she rock down with my wrist, okay
That stick be singin' like recital,
Say my name, you goin' viral
Like your bitch, like, please invite her
Pretty mike, he got indictments
I be cool up on that hoe,
Plugged in like a Eskimo
Say my name, I tag a toe, I call up glo,
He shoot some mo', okay

Bla-, bla-, black timb fit,
I express myself
This bi- bitch think I'm so cool till I hang myself
Bitch, I used to be broke,
I won't pass on wealth
Be done made so much money,
That I pass down wealth
Bla-, bla-, black timb fit,
I express myself
This bi- bitch think I'm so cool till I hang myself
Bitch, I used to be broke,
I won't pass on wealth
Be done made so much money,
That I pass down wealth

Come on, let's do it
Yeah yeah
Come on, let's do it
Le- let's go
Come on, come on, come on, let's do it
Fre- fre- free the guys
Fre- fre- fre- fre- free bro out that cell you dig what i'm sayin'



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Bullock
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