M&M
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Ayy, yo, Rvssian, you're a space cadet with this one (Ayy, Rvssian) I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fucking on a hoe if she regular I'm pulling bad bitches on a schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holding my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talking bad, they don't even know me though I got this game, my guy front the corner store Gotta be in, I cannot be on you though I used to serve 'em, for real, like a Domino I sip the syrup, for real, my mama know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy-toes Now I'm too smooth, fell through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo Hoe hopping, tote popping Keep a nigga main bitch throat popping Keep the squirrels in the hood like I know Papi Chop 'em down like I teach karate My lil' niggas have 'em bending like robots Trap bunking, I got four spots Automatic 12 gauge, that's a door stopper Catch 'em sleeping, we gon' throw 'em out If there's four of us, we got four choppers If there's three of us, we got three choppers Do you get the point? Man, we keep choppers We gon' fold 'em up like some Reeboks Turn a Glock 40 into a beatbox (beatbox) (Fa-fa-fa-fa-fall) (Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow) When it's beef, I ain't hear a peep out you They kill me, they gon' creep 'bout you I'm a god in my hood, you can read about it I put shooters on payroll, I feed goblins Every nigga 'round me, ain't gon' need nothing Fly the homies in town, they gon' crease someone While I sit back and have me a threesome Got these old head niggas in they feelings They gon' really be mad when I fuck their bitches I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fucking on a hoe if she regular I'm pulling bad bitches on a schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holding my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talking bad, they don't even know me though I got this game, I got it from the corner store Gotta be in, I cannot be on you though I used to serve 'em, for real, like a Domino I sip the syrup, for real, my mama know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy-toes Now I'm too smooth, fell through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo In the streets, Pluto bigger than Jigga Got racks to my ear, nah, I can't hear ya Come to the jeweler, it comes to this mula You might as well call me Godzilla I got these thotties and hotties, exotics on exotics Got bodies on bodies, what's up? Real, I'm a rockstar but way thriller I fucked on a pop star, then hit a stripper I rock Cavalli, man, fuck being mad Just look at my arm, it's a new Maserati I'm overseas on you lil' bitty shrimps Somebody country and I'm higher than a blimp I fucked a rapper bitch and had her starstruck Man, I damn near should've been a pimp I put her in them Tom Ford googles When she go down to give a nigga lip I'm over-quoted, I'm worse than Ebola Coco Chanel, got 'em straight out the corner Pitch-black, see I'm lit up, Baguetti I slice an average bitch like a machete Fly down to Paris, you never forget it You niggas some hoe's, don't never forget it I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fucking on a hoe if she regular I'm pulling bad bitches on a schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holding my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talking bad, they don't even know me though I got this game, I got it from the corner store Gotta be in, I cannot be on you though I used to serve 'em, for real, like a Domino I sip the syrup, for real, my mama know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy-toes Now I'm too smooth, fell through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo You know how them niggas coming about Rvssian Whole lotta Free Bandz, whole lotta money, you know I'm saying? Whole lotta shottas Don't play with them Ayy, yo, Rvssian, you're a space cadet with this one (Ayy, Rvssian) I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fucking on a hoe if she regular I'm pulling bad bitches on a schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holding my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talking bad, they don't even know me though I got this game, my guy front the corner store Gotta be in, I cannot be on you though I used to serve 'em, for real, like a Domino I sip the syrup, for real, my mama know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy-toes Now I'm too smooth, fell through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo Hoe hopping, tote popping Keep a nigga main bitch throat popping Keep the squirrels in the hood like I know Papi Chop 'em down like I teach karate My lil' niggas have 'em bending like robots Trap bunking, I got four spots Automatic 12 gauge, that's a door stopper Catch 'em sleeping, we gon' throw 'em out If there's four of us, we got four choppers If there's three of us, we got three choppers Do you get the point? Man, we keep choppers We gon' fold 'em up like some Reeboks Turn a Glock 40 into a beatbox (beatbox) (Fa-fa-fa-fa-fall) (Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow) When it's beef, I ain't hear a peep out you They kill me, they gon' creep 'bout you I'm a god in my hood, you can read about it I put shooters on payroll, I feed goblins Every nigga 'round me, ain't gon' need nothing Fly the homies in town, they gon' crease someone While I sit back and have me a threesome Got these old head niggas in they feelings They gon' really be mad when I fuck their bitches I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fucking on a hoe if she regular I'm pulling bad bitches on a schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holding my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talking bad, they don't even know me though I got this game, I got it from the corner store Gotta be in, I cannot be on you though I used to serve 'em, for real, like a Domino I sip the syrup, for real, my mama know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy-toes Now I'm too smooth, fell through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo In the streets, Pluto bigger than Jigga Got racks to my ear, nah, I can't hear ya Come to the jeweler, it comes to this mula You might as well call me Godzilla I got these thotties and hotties, exotics on exotics Got bodies on bodies, what's up? Real, I'm a rockstar but way thriller I fucked on a pop star, then hit a stripper I rock Cavalli, man, fuck being mad Just look at my arm, it's a new Maserati I'm overseas on you lil' bitty shrimps Somebody country and I'm higher than a blimp I fucked a rapper bitch and had her starstruck Man, I damn near should've been a pimp I put her in them Tom Ford googles When she go down to give a nigga lip I'm over-quoted, I'm worse than Ebola Coco Chanel, got 'em straight out the corner Pitch-black, see I'm lit up, Baguetti I slice an average bitch like a machete Fly down to Paris, you never forget it You niggas some hoe's, don't never forget it I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fucking on a hoe if she regular I'm pulling bad bitches on a schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holding my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talking bad, they don't even know me though I got this game, I got it from the corner store Gotta be in, I cannot be on you though I used to serve 'em, for real, like a Domino I sip the syrup, for real, my mama know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy-toes Now I'm too smooth, fell through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo You know how them niggas coming about Rvssian Whole lotta Free Bandz, whole lotta money, you know I'm saying? Whole lotta shottas Don't play with them
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:12
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 139 BPM