A rude young boy
I'm kickin this shit
Bruce Lee Roy
Smoking Cookies mix with Gelato
Drippin Fendi son I'm Prada you
Got them racks up stack a knot or two
Flexing on Haters yeah they doubted you
Don't believe me watch this paper grow
Don't play crazy Chopsticks Train to blow
I take off ya Top
I'm sharp as knife
Yo Hoe give me Top
She spit and she slob
I take off her top
Her feet in the sky
I'm a Ball forever
The Future is Mine
Yeah I'm on my way to the muthaf*ckin Bands
Was caught up in a drought but I can't fold
Nigga I remain solid We don't trust hoes
That niggas really out here snitching
F*cking up the code
Man They got me throwed off In my own zone
Smoking cookies got me coughing like a common cold
Slick I'm weezy with the words I'm the fireman hoe
Got the bag
Ran off on the plug
Gon tell me
Bitch who ya love
Big stepper Got it out the mud
Boss Talk
Wealthy options
Rich Nigga
Why you hating
Get up on ya feet
Better go in get you some
Bitch it's free cheese
Ain't settling for crumbs
Bitches love TeeJxy
Got em wetty super soaker ready
Counting all this paper throw it up like this shit confetti
Had to make a way I knew this shit was in me
Don't f*ck with no lames
My team pockets ain't empty
Smoke strong Cheech Chong
Higher then a chimney
Rollin like Rolling stone
Catch me in ya city
Yeah it's 10k a show bitch you know we litty
989 Born and raised that's my city
A rude young boy
I'm kickin this shit
Bruce Lee Roy
Smoking Cookies mix with Gelato
Drippin Fendi son I'm Prada you
Got them racks up stack a knot or two
Flexing on Haters yeah they doubted you
Don't believe me watch this paper grow
Don't play crazy Chopsticks Train to blow
I take off ya Top
I'm sharp as knife
Yo Hoe give me Top
She spit and she slob
I take off her top
Her feet in the sky
I'm a Ball forever
The Future is Mine
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A rude young boy
I'm kickin this shit
Bruce Lee Roy
Smoking Cookies mix with Gelato
Drippin Fendi son I'm Prada you
Got them racks up stack a knot or two
Flexing on Haters yeah they doubted you
Don't believe me watch this paper grow
Don't play crazy Chopsticks Train to blow
I take off ya Top
I'm sharp as knife
Yo Hoe give me Top
She spit and she slob
I take off her top
Her feet in the sky
I'm a Ball forever
The Future is Mine
Yeah I'm on my way to the muthaf*ckin Bands
Was caught up in a drought but I can't fold
Nigga I remain solid We don't trust hoes
That niggas really out here snitching
F*cking up the code
Man They got me throwed off In my own zone
Smoking cookies got me coughing like a common cold
Slick I'm weezy with the words I'm the fireman hoe
Got the bag
Ran off on the plug
Gon tell me
Bitch who ya love
Big stepper Got it out the mud
Boss Talk
Wealthy options
Rich Nigga
Why you hating
Get up on ya feet
Better go in get you some
Bitch it's free cheese
Ain't settling for crumbs
Bitches love TeeJxy
Got em wetty super soaker ready
Counting all this paper throw it up like this shit confetti
Had to make a way I knew this shit was in me
Don't f*ck with no lames
My team pockets ain't empty
Smoke strong Cheech Chong
Higher then a chimney
Rollin like Rolling stone
Catch me in ya city
Yeah it's 10k a show bitch you know we litty
989 Born and raised that's my city
A rude young boy
I'm kickin this shit
Bruce Lee Roy
Smoking Cookies mix with Gelato
Drippin Fendi son I'm Prada you
Got them racks up stack a knot or two
Flexing on Haters yeah they doubted you
Don't believe me watch this paper grow
Don't play crazy Chopsticks Train to blow
I take off ya Top
I'm sharp as knife
Yo Hoe give me Top
She spit and she slob
I take off her top
Her feet in the sky
I'm a Ball forever
The Future is Mine
I'm kickin this shit
Bruce Lee Roy
Smoking Cookies mix with Gelato
Drippin Fendi son I'm Prada you
Got them racks up stack a knot or two
Flexing on Haters yeah they doubted you
Don't believe me watch this paper grow
Don't play crazy Chopsticks Train to blow
I take off ya Top
I'm sharp as knife
Yo Hoe give me Top
She spit and she slob
I take off her top
Her feet in the sky
I'm a Ball forever
The Future is Mine
Yeah I'm on my way to the muthaf*ckin Bands
Was caught up in a drought but I can't fold
Nigga I remain solid We don't trust hoes
That niggas really out here snitching
F*cking up the code
Man They got me throwed off In my own zone
Smoking cookies got me coughing like a common cold
Slick I'm weezy with the words I'm the fireman hoe
Got the bag
Ran off on the plug
Gon tell me
Bitch who ya love
Big stepper Got it out the mud
Boss Talk
Wealthy options
Rich Nigga
Why you hating
Get up on ya feet
Better go in get you some
Bitch it's free cheese
Ain't settling for crumbs
Bitches love TeeJxy
Got em wetty super soaker ready
Counting all this paper throw it up like this shit confetti
Had to make a way I knew this shit was in me
Don't f*ck with no lames
My team pockets ain't empty
Smoke strong Cheech Chong
Higher then a chimney
Rollin like Rolling stone
Catch me in ya city
Yeah it's 10k a show bitch you know we litty
989 Born and raised that's my city
A rude young boy
I'm kickin this shit
Bruce Lee Roy
Smoking Cookies mix with Gelato
Drippin Fendi son I'm Prada you
Got them racks up stack a knot or two
Flexing on Haters yeah they doubted you
Don't believe me watch this paper grow
Don't play crazy Chopsticks Train to blow
I take off ya Top
I'm sharp as knife
Yo Hoe give me Top
She spit and she slob
I take off her top
Her feet in the sky
I'm a Ball forever
The Future is Mine
Writer: TeeJay Jackson
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