The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The mud the dirt
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta
The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The dirt the mud
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta call back
Big B's Chunky C's too
I identify with all that whoop whoop
In the middle of the function getting off
Let a young n**** get off (get off)
I been in the gym working on my jumper
Just Incase they call my number up I gotta f*** the summer
You know that's tradition where we from
And where we from we go and get a gun before we ever talk it out
Im tryna change things though
But the main thing though
Niggas gotta get off my dick
I heard all that shit and all that shit hmmm
Really don't amount to shit
N**** who that?
5'10 braids to the back?
Tell them lil ass n**** we back
And any n***** pressured up
We checking all temperature
Tryna send a message it's gone get returned to sender
N**** bang bang chiddy chiddy
Young n**** got a hold on the city
Bang bang chiddy
As long as you with me
I ain't got worried bout nada
Granny prayers work for me just fine
God let a real one slide one time
One time for the one time
The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The dirt the mud
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta call back
Big B's Chunky C's too
I identify with all that whoop whoop
In the middle of the function getting off
Let a young n**** get off (get off)
Written By Wendell James Hayden"
Airplane James - Identity Lyrics
Airplane James - Identity Lyrics
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The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The mud the dirt
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta
The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The dirt the mud
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta call back
Big B's Chunky C's too
I identify with all that whoop whoop
In the middle of the function getting off
Let a young n**** get off (get off)
I been in the gym working on my jumper
Just Incase they call my number up I gotta f*** the summer
You know that's tradition where we from
And where we from we go and get a gun before we ever talk it out
Im tryna change things though
But the main thing though
Niggas gotta get off my dick
I heard all that shit and all that shit hmmm
Really don't amount to shit
N**** who that?
5'10 braids to the back?
Tell them lil ass n**** we back
And any n***** pressured up
We checking all temperature
Tryna send a message it's gone get returned to sender
N**** bang bang chiddy chiddy
Young n**** got a hold on the city
Bang bang chiddy
As long as you with me
I ain't got worried bout nada
Granny prayers work for me just fine
God let a real one slide one time
One time for the one time
The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The dirt the mud
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta call back
Big B's Chunky C's too
I identify with all that whoop whoop
In the middle of the function getting off
Let a young n**** get off (get off)
Written By Wendell James Hayden"
I identify with all that
The mud the dirt
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta
The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The dirt the mud
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta call back
Big B's Chunky C's too
I identify with all that whoop whoop
In the middle of the function getting off
Let a young n**** get off (get off)
I been in the gym working on my jumper
Just Incase they call my number up I gotta f*** the summer
You know that's tradition where we from
And where we from we go and get a gun before we ever talk it out
Im tryna change things though
But the main thing though
Niggas gotta get off my dick
I heard all that shit and all that shit hmmm
Really don't amount to shit
N**** who that?
5'10 braids to the back?
Tell them lil ass n**** we back
And any n***** pressured up
We checking all temperature
Tryna send a message it's gone get returned to sender
N**** bang bang chiddy chiddy
Young n**** got a hold on the city
Bang bang chiddy
As long as you with me
I ain't got worried bout nada
Granny prayers work for me just fine
God let a real one slide one time
One time for the one time
The hats the tats
I identify with all that
The dirt the mud
Whatever you wanna call it my n****
I done made it out of all that
This one for diamond she ain't never gotta call back
Big B's Chunky C's too
I identify with all that whoop whoop
In the middle of the function getting off
Let a young n**** get off (get off)
Written By Wendell James Hayden"
Writer: Wendell Hayden
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave