DY Krazy
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Hold up, lemme roll up
Roll up, hold up, roll up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, lemme roll up, hold up, hold up
Lemme roll up, hold up, lemme roll up
Big ol blower and your daughter 
First, you go high then she go lower 
Should I go lower 
Can you go slower 
Ima be sore , big enforce
Keep that score 
Leave when it late
Nigga get watched, Im sure 
Damn, I cant find the key to my car 
She say I ignore her in that order 
But she still gone lemme get that spoiler 
She gone cross that border with 10 Ps on her 
I want that, boy
I taught that, boy 
I want a Dej Loaf
I bought that, boy 
Yeah it aint cool to act like you bout that, boy 
Killa with a throwaway
Had to toss that, boy 
I was born bad, boy
You broke, bad boy 
Start letting off shots when I saw that boy 
She was in my bathroom taking makeup off her face 
Roll a big blunt of loud, how I start out the day 
I was broke back then, now Im ballin today 
Ima get the cake and throw it all in they face 
I love getting brain but we call it the face 
If you heard some hissing, would you call it a snake 
Niggas in they fake ways
Be the talk of the day 
Im just coolin, lil bitch
Im off for the day 
Court in the backyard
Bought a Spalding, today 
Just picked up 100, did it all in a day 
If Im watching T.V., dont be all in my way 
Handed her some Listerine, bitch, you gone gargling today 
Pull up to the Rarri and sparkin away 
Make the scene very scary
Press auto away 
Nigga, iont fake pints
I throw the bottles away 
Get my line today, told her to call me today 
It was made today
For they happy today
For some fluke ass shit
Cops grabbed me today 
But Im so fuckin fly, I be flapping away 
Got strength like hawk
Might have to slap them away 
One house in L.A, I can have 5 in the A 
Do a drive-by
We driving away 
Last night I had a dream that the sky went away 
Create line on em then
They reliable today 
Finna grab me some Trues and go grab me a bae 
And you know its B.K. cause Im having my way 
Bad bitch, B.K
And she got her ass done 
And she keep her hair done
Definition, flat iron 
And her hair not damaged
She dont know about perms 
Keep her house real clean
She dont know about germs 
And the shit wasnt handed
Had to earn my turn
And I get my shirts clean
I dont iron what I earn 
When niggas take shots its like they aiming up
Baby know a gangsta need a hug 
Walked up in the club and through a dub 
Niggas went and bought ice and have it on tucked
Niggas get to pointing fingers get in front of the judge 
The system aint gone show a nigga no love 
Thats why I walk in court, all iced up
You got ice too
Welcome to the ice club 
Bullets get to flying like ice pucks 
In 6th grade, I got hella write-ups
Keeping it real hefty
Would you tell me if you smell me
I know I got a problem can you help me
Help me , can you tell me
If I had to go away, would you wait on me
Do they hate on me, yeah
Do I give a fuck, not really
Seats raspberry
Iont trust myself, I only trust my fucking family
And my casualties
Sitting at the spot
All this gelato, got a cavity
Gotta celery salary
Finna bury my sins under the motherfucking apple tree
Aint finna make something wrong with me
I aint hitting the blunt that you motherfucker pass to me
For those who judge me off my skin
Im young, rich, and black and Im motherfucking proud to be
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