Yeah, trap executives in this muf*cka
What up, Sav
Yeah
Aye
My life movie
Shit, Tell em shoot me
Finna get so Rich that everybody tryna sue me
All your friends are dead when they got hit wit that lil uzi
I ain't beefin bout a bitch it ain't my fault she wanna choose me
Real hustler in the buildin feel like big Meech
40 shells turn his white whip to Swiss cheese
I ain't even gotta rap imma get cheese
We exterminating rats wit a big beam
Feins in and out the trap that look like Wendy Williams
F*ck a M I need a B I'm tryna stack a billion
All these rappers say they bout it but nobody feel em
I'm the realest in my city on my mother children
Bitch that mean it's on my brothers
You would think we trimming trees how we the cuttas
Aye bitch could never be another
I Put a switchy on a chop now it's got a stutter
Damn
I mean this shit a burst
F*ck a sprite I drop a 8 of quagen in a can of squirt
You can't see the bigger picture do your camera work
Oh you good at swipin cards you a scammer first
Bitch I'm the 1 I could never come in second
Bossed up and got this money I'm like what's depression
Fell in love with the lean it's a love connection
Now the hoes chasin me I'm like what's rejection
Shit
That's Something you get
Your hoe been known around the way she a loose bitch
And her tooth chipped
And her booty shaped like a cube full of loose skin
Damn
That's a nasty hoe
If you pay to pipe a thot you trashy bro
Shhhh Nah actually bro
Feins suckin dick for 12 dollars and a classic coke
Yeah I meant to say a bump
They ask me how I know I'm Mr Crocker I just had a hunch
I'm takin rappers back to school bitch pack a lunch
Good dope called it lil John cuz it make you crunk
Hit it twice this bitch'll have you screamin
Your bitch ain't nothin but a thot full of nasty semen
I'm actually speechless
Bout to roll up in this bitch like a paraplegic
Young Ea$e - Choose Me Lyrics
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Yeah, trap executives in this muf*cka
What up, Sav
Yeah
Aye
My life movie
Shit, Tell em shoot me
Finna get so Rich that everybody tryna sue me
All your friends are dead when they got hit wit that lil uzi
I ain't beefin bout a bitch it ain't my fault she wanna choose me
Real hustler in the buildin feel like big Meech
40 shells turn his white whip to Swiss cheese
I ain't even gotta rap imma get cheese
We exterminating rats wit a big beam
Feins in and out the trap that look like Wendy Williams
F*ck a M I need a B I'm tryna stack a billion
All these rappers say they bout it but nobody feel em
I'm the realest in my city on my mother children
Bitch that mean it's on my brothers
You would think we trimming trees how we the cuttas
Aye bitch could never be another
I Put a switchy on a chop now it's got a stutter
Damn
I mean this shit a burst
F*ck a sprite I drop a 8 of quagen in a can of squirt
You can't see the bigger picture do your camera work
Oh you good at swipin cards you a scammer first
Bitch I'm the 1 I could never come in second
Bossed up and got this money I'm like what's depression
Fell in love with the lean it's a love connection
Now the hoes chasin me I'm like what's rejection
Shit
That's Something you get
Your hoe been known around the way she a loose bitch
And her tooth chipped
And her booty shaped like a cube full of loose skin
Damn
That's a nasty hoe
If you pay to pipe a thot you trashy bro
Shhhh Nah actually bro
Feins suckin dick for 12 dollars and a classic coke
Yeah I meant to say a bump
They ask me how I know I'm Mr Crocker I just had a hunch
I'm takin rappers back to school bitch pack a lunch
Good dope called it lil John cuz it make you crunk
Hit it twice this bitch'll have you screamin
Your bitch ain't nothin but a thot full of nasty semen
I'm actually speechless
Bout to roll up in this bitch like a paraplegic
What up, Sav
Yeah
Aye
My life movie
Shit, Tell em shoot me
Finna get so Rich that everybody tryna sue me
All your friends are dead when they got hit wit that lil uzi
I ain't beefin bout a bitch it ain't my fault she wanna choose me
Real hustler in the buildin feel like big Meech
40 shells turn his white whip to Swiss cheese
I ain't even gotta rap imma get cheese
We exterminating rats wit a big beam
Feins in and out the trap that look like Wendy Williams
F*ck a M I need a B I'm tryna stack a billion
All these rappers say they bout it but nobody feel em
I'm the realest in my city on my mother children
Bitch that mean it's on my brothers
You would think we trimming trees how we the cuttas
Aye bitch could never be another
I Put a switchy on a chop now it's got a stutter
Damn
I mean this shit a burst
F*ck a sprite I drop a 8 of quagen in a can of squirt
You can't see the bigger picture do your camera work
Oh you good at swipin cards you a scammer first
Bitch I'm the 1 I could never come in second
Bossed up and got this money I'm like what's depression
Fell in love with the lean it's a love connection
Now the hoes chasin me I'm like what's rejection
Shit
That's Something you get
Your hoe been known around the way she a loose bitch
And her tooth chipped
And her booty shaped like a cube full of loose skin
Damn
That's a nasty hoe
If you pay to pipe a thot you trashy bro
Shhhh Nah actually bro
Feins suckin dick for 12 dollars and a classic coke
Yeah I meant to say a bump
They ask me how I know I'm Mr Crocker I just had a hunch
I'm takin rappers back to school bitch pack a lunch
Good dope called it lil John cuz it make you crunk
Hit it twice this bitch'll have you screamin
Your bitch ain't nothin but a thot full of nasty semen
I'm actually speechless
Bout to roll up in this bitch like a paraplegic
Writer: Dylan Burkhart
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