Iss Wayne
No Relation
Live by the sword
And hope the sword is gon' die
If you live by the sword
Eeny Meany Miny Moe
I'm a lost soul
I don't know where to go
But all I'm tranna make is dough
I've been on TV
Tranna make a show
Them bitchies on me, Paparazzi
Fall in love then I'm catching a body
They gon' put a price on your head
You should be dead
I can see you walking like a zombie
All black, rugging like I'm Bobby
Run in the streets
Need a better hobby
All we tranna do is eat and feast
But only gat enough for Mollies
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
A doctor with a Quinzel
The affiliated call her Harley
Just imagine if I never knew better
Lacking with a passion, be a whoever
Only a few get to feel the pleasure
All Hood Rats wanna chew cheddar
Even I never had to choose whether
Gat a family, unhappily together
Only reason I might lose temper
Is cause of the shit
They write up on the newsletter
Assume I'm a bootlegger
Cause I'm steady dripping 92-7
If you wanna live it SuperFly
Get a suit that's 92% feather
Gat a mirror leaning by the wall
Bitch I know it all
Talking 'bout a dresser
Why you flexing with a sliver spoon
While Mr. Raccoon
Been fiending for the treasure
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Make sure you tell the whole
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
A doctor with a Quinzel
The affiliated call her Harley
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
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Iss Wayne
No Relation
Live by the sword
And hope the sword is gon' die
If you live by the sword
Eeny Meany Miny Moe
I'm a lost soul
I don't know where to go
But all I'm tranna make is dough
I've been on TV
Tranna make a show
Them bitchies on me, Paparazzi
Fall in love then I'm catching a body
They gon' put a price on your head
You should be dead
I can see you walking like a zombie
All black, rugging like I'm Bobby
Run in the streets
Need a better hobby
All we tranna do is eat and feast
But only gat enough for Mollies
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
A doctor with a Quinzel
The affiliated call her Harley
Just imagine if I never knew better
Lacking with a passion, be a whoever
Only a few get to feel the pleasure
All Hood Rats wanna chew cheddar
Even I never had to choose whether
Gat a family, unhappily together
Only reason I might lose temper
Is cause of the shit
They write up on the newsletter
Assume I'm a bootlegger
Cause I'm steady dripping 92-7
If you wanna live it SuperFly
Get a suit that's 92% feather
Gat a mirror leaning by the wall
Bitch I know it all
Talking 'bout a dresser
Why you flexing with a sliver spoon
While Mr. Raccoon
Been fiending for the treasure
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Make sure you tell the whole
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
A doctor with a Quinzel
The affiliated call her Harley
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
No Relation
Live by the sword
And hope the sword is gon' die
If you live by the sword
Eeny Meany Miny Moe
I'm a lost soul
I don't know where to go
But all I'm tranna make is dough
I've been on TV
Tranna make a show
Them bitchies on me, Paparazzi
Fall in love then I'm catching a body
They gon' put a price on your head
You should be dead
I can see you walking like a zombie
All black, rugging like I'm Bobby
Run in the streets
Need a better hobby
All we tranna do is eat and feast
But only gat enough for Mollies
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
A doctor with a Quinzel
The affiliated call her Harley
Just imagine if I never knew better
Lacking with a passion, be a whoever
Only a few get to feel the pleasure
All Hood Rats wanna chew cheddar
Even I never had to choose whether
Gat a family, unhappily together
Only reason I might lose temper
Is cause of the shit
They write up on the newsletter
Assume I'm a bootlegger
Cause I'm steady dripping 92-7
If you wanna live it SuperFly
Get a suit that's 92% feather
Gat a mirror leaning by the wall
Bitch I know it all
Talking 'bout a dresser
Why you flexing with a sliver spoon
While Mr. Raccoon
Been fiending for the treasure
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Whenever I'm gone
Get a nigga home
Make sure you tell the whole story
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
Orandi
Somebody, please
Let my mama know I'm sorry
Make sure you tell the whole
And I've been alone
Tranna walk in glory
They call me a sinner
Cause I'm feeling Godly
No chills, always getting bills
Get a goon to squeeze a trigger in a party
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
A doctor with a Quinzel
The affiliated call her Harley
I need me a bad bitch for a shawty
Writer: Anathi Jejane
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