You're a Genius McFly AI It's the carters son Turn me up a lil
Picture me new 3D denim I'm city rollin (rollin) But did I mention this my own clothes The fuck you mean Made nigga bought me own rollie But if them crackers pull me over they gon say I stole it 4 mornin we on it I went bought two S trophies My father left my sis and bros to them I feel I owe it But let's not be heroic Cause everybody roguish They don't want us to totin guns but they let the fuckin killas tote it Let's take a ride and see tho Where them people be tho Colt. 45 they gripped his iron bought this bitch from kasino Soprano no soprino We live life like Yung Bino Had a show in Bimo after that post on the block with Chino (imma hustlin mothefucka) Look for a star on every hunnid c note I'm the top on youtube Fuck a new school ion use no b votes These niggas round me they to cruel They bust tools And die for me tho I don't pay money for no life The murder pay off me so
Came out alright But I'm black and from the life I can't see tho (nawfside, in the field, 4kt bitch) Got juveniles on the block 30 stick hangin out the Glock Bandanna tied round the clip And they go all out for me tho
Sucked all the pain up Let's fuck the game up Plenty niggas on the block pushin that rock (Mr. Carters Son) You got yo change up They brought yo name up When it's war we wet they block And when it's set this shit'll never be pain I can't say I'm fucking with all this evolving These niggas ain right and they ballin I don't give a fuck (no) I call up Osama my papa Like load up and come and rob all them (rob all them) Venezuela be there later My first trip to Georgia made us So keep play with that bitch Double G NBA native I wish baptism could've saved us Never bunk until the grave in Excuse ourself knock on the tables I make her pussy bite the pain I can't say I'm fucking with all this evolving These niggas ain right and they ballin I don't give a fuck (no) I call up Osama my papa Like load up and come and rob all them
Came out alright But I'm black and from the life I can't see tho Got juveniles on the block 30 stick hangin out the Glock Bandanna tied round the clip And they go all out for me tho
Compositores: Booker T. Jones, William Bell, Nandor Kurtossy (Nandor Laszlo Kuertoessy), Jacier Pearson (Montage), Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden (Youngboy Never Broke Again), Lachlan Gentle, Kaleb Travis Harper (Kk Mcfly) ECAD: Obra #29690425