I'm from the five, f*ck that, 757 East coast, niggas toatin berettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my netter
My niggas be killers, no, they will not let us She walk around high-toed, likes to let us
Chewin' up on that green, call that shit the lettuce
Me shittin' on the net, wanna befriend us, we deep in the paint, bitch, we really defend us
Straight from the f*ckin' hood, you can't affend us
No soul, fake niggas, they just pretenders The way they move the fire, call they ass benders
Boy, they be down to man, they need surrender Revive, bitch, they ass need to bend up (Yuh)
Can't get this shit up, no, I will not let up It's more than just my pride, bitch, I'ma veteran
Old niggas don't got a hobby, need to get one Get off of my tip before, I come and split some
Fence like a wonder, bitch, you need to rent some You can't afford a whip, you need to rent one
I'm choppin' wood blocks, I'm finna split some I'll burn your house down, chaos evicts
You talkin' bout a block, but you ain't built none
Got an empire around me, I built some I'm the type of motherf*ckin' never gon' have my hand out
Stupid motherf*ckin' in my pocket Knows you know I got the cash hangin' out
Big 30 on that motherf*ckin' longways Know that bitch hangin' out
Bad bitch late night with the slime ballin' I'm too late to hang out
757 with the middle finger, bitch, with my f*ckin' hand out
All young niggas talkin' bout me in school All young niggas really lame now
Yeah, I wasn't f*ckin' with a nigga when he down, but I'm gettin' bands now
Might go and flip a couple hundred, just go get my advance now
Most niggas be embarrassed, get in a car with their motherf*ckin' pants down
But you can go ask my haters what the f*ck they thought of that f*ckin' last time
I'm from the fly, f*ck that 757 East Coast niggas throwin' barrettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my net up
My niggas be killers, know that when I let up She walk around high-toed like stilettos
Chewin' up on that green car like sheathed lettuce We shitty on the net, wanna befriend us
We deep in the paint, bitch, we really defend us Straight from the f*ckin' hood, you can't defend us
Don't f*ck with fake niggas, they just pretenders The way they move the fly, call they ass benders
Or they be down and, man, they need surrender Revive, bitch, they ass need to bend up, yeah
I'm from the fly, f*ck that 757 East Coast niggas throwin' barrettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my net up
My niggas be killers, know that when I let up She walk around high-toed like stilettos
Chewin' up on that green car like sheathed lettuce We shitty on the net, wanna befriend us
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I'm from the five, f*ck that, 757 East coast, niggas toatin berettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my netter
My niggas be killers, no, they will not let us She walk around high-toed, likes to let us
Chewin' up on that green, call that shit the lettuce
Me shittin' on the net, wanna befriend us, we deep in the paint, bitch, we really defend us
Straight from the f*ckin' hood, you can't affend us
No soul, fake niggas, they just pretenders The way they move the fire, call they ass benders
Boy, they be down to man, they need surrender Revive, bitch, they ass need to bend up (Yuh)
Can't get this shit up, no, I will not let up It's more than just my pride, bitch, I'ma veteran
Old niggas don't got a hobby, need to get one Get off of my tip before, I come and split some
Fence like a wonder, bitch, you need to rent some You can't afford a whip, you need to rent one
I'm choppin' wood blocks, I'm finna split some I'll burn your house down, chaos evicts
You talkin' bout a block, but you ain't built none
Got an empire around me, I built some I'm the type of motherf*ckin' never gon' have my hand out
Stupid motherf*ckin' in my pocket Knows you know I got the cash hangin' out
Big 30 on that motherf*ckin' longways Know that bitch hangin' out
Bad bitch late night with the slime ballin' I'm too late to hang out
757 with the middle finger, bitch, with my f*ckin' hand out
All young niggas talkin' bout me in school All young niggas really lame now
Yeah, I wasn't f*ckin' with a nigga when he down, but I'm gettin' bands now
Might go and flip a couple hundred, just go get my advance now
Most niggas be embarrassed, get in a car with their motherf*ckin' pants down
But you can go ask my haters what the f*ck they thought of that f*ckin' last time
I'm from the fly, f*ck that 757 East Coast niggas throwin' barrettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my net up
My niggas be killers, know that when I let up She walk around high-toed like stilettos
Chewin' up on that green car like sheathed lettuce We shitty on the net, wanna befriend us
We deep in the paint, bitch, we really defend us Straight from the f*ckin' hood, you can't defend us
Don't f*ck with fake niggas, they just pretenders The way they move the fly, call they ass benders
Or they be down and, man, they need surrender Revive, bitch, they ass need to bend up, yeah
I'm from the fly, f*ck that 757 East Coast niggas throwin' barrettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my net up
My niggas be killers, know that when I let up She walk around high-toed like stilettos
Chewin' up on that green car like sheathed lettuce We shitty on the net, wanna befriend us
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my netter
My niggas be killers, no, they will not let us She walk around high-toed, likes to let us
Chewin' up on that green, call that shit the lettuce
Me shittin' on the net, wanna befriend us, we deep in the paint, bitch, we really defend us
Straight from the f*ckin' hood, you can't affend us
No soul, fake niggas, they just pretenders The way they move the fire, call they ass benders
Boy, they be down to man, they need surrender Revive, bitch, they ass need to bend up (Yuh)
Can't get this shit up, no, I will not let up It's more than just my pride, bitch, I'ma veteran
Old niggas don't got a hobby, need to get one Get off of my tip before, I come and split some
Fence like a wonder, bitch, you need to rent some You can't afford a whip, you need to rent one
I'm choppin' wood blocks, I'm finna split some I'll burn your house down, chaos evicts
You talkin' bout a block, but you ain't built none
Got an empire around me, I built some I'm the type of motherf*ckin' never gon' have my hand out
Stupid motherf*ckin' in my pocket Knows you know I got the cash hangin' out
Big 30 on that motherf*ckin' longways Know that bitch hangin' out
Bad bitch late night with the slime ballin' I'm too late to hang out
757 with the middle finger, bitch, with my f*ckin' hand out
All young niggas talkin' bout me in school All young niggas really lame now
Yeah, I wasn't f*ckin' with a nigga when he down, but I'm gettin' bands now
Might go and flip a couple hundred, just go get my advance now
Most niggas be embarrassed, get in a car with their motherf*ckin' pants down
But you can go ask my haters what the f*ck they thought of that f*ckin' last time
I'm from the fly, f*ck that 757 East Coast niggas throwin' barrettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my net up
My niggas be killers, know that when I let up She walk around high-toed like stilettos
Chewin' up on that green car like sheathed lettuce We shitty on the net, wanna befriend us
We deep in the paint, bitch, we really defend us Straight from the f*ckin' hood, you can't defend us
Don't f*ck with fake niggas, they just pretenders The way they move the fly, call they ass benders
Or they be down and, man, they need surrender Revive, bitch, they ass need to bend up, yeah
I'm from the fly, f*ck that 757 East Coast niggas throwin' barrettas
I came from the beach, so bitch, I'm better I run up the money, I'm gettin' my net up
My niggas be killers, know that when I let up She walk around high-toed like stilettos
Chewin' up on that green car like sheathed lettuce We shitty on the net, wanna befriend us
Writer: Travis Davis Kr.
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