No Brock lesnar imma keep the streak alive
Aey
Balling on you niggas like it's windows 95
Hey
I'm not f*cking with you niggas so it's no surprise
Oh
I don't do no beefing cause the looser always dies
Aey
I just need a bitch to cook me chicken and some rice
I just need a little piece and imma be aight
I just need that piece because you niggas like to try
Sorry but it ain't a game playing with your life
Playing with the fashion what you know about life
Every stripe on me another jacket from off white
All these stripes on me cause I'm always on the high
No coke but I got the feeling that I'm getting right
Take it back to basics like it's windows 95
Take me out the game because I don't even try
But these buckets coming in just like a flood up in the pipes
Cut me I won't bleed cause my veins are full of ice
Masey never care you know Masey never cry
Masey only in it for that tropic berry sprite
Tropicana shoes with a galaxy in mind
I be on my Milky Way while you focused on the light
I don't think you hear me is this mic not working right
I don't think you hear me is it cause I never yell
Well I'm in it for the long I don't need no trick or spell
I don't care about the fame I'm the coldest one in hell
Yeah
Shoutout to my brothers I'm gon always wish you well
Shoutout to my lovers if and when they show and tell
Shoutout to my mother even if I never bothered I'll extend it both ways
That's a shoutout to my father
No Brock lesnar imma keep the streak alive
Aey
Balling on you niggas like it's windows 95
Hey
I'm not f*cking with you niggas so it's no surprise
Oh
I don't do no beefing cause the looser always dies
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No Brock lesnar imma keep the streak alive
Aey
Balling on you niggas like it's windows 95
Hey
I'm not f*cking with you niggas so it's no surprise
Oh
I don't do no beefing cause the looser always dies
Aey
I just need a bitch to cook me chicken and some rice
I just need a little piece and imma be aight
I just need that piece because you niggas like to try
Sorry but it ain't a game playing with your life
Playing with the fashion what you know about life
Every stripe on me another jacket from off white
All these stripes on me cause I'm always on the high
No coke but I got the feeling that I'm getting right
Take it back to basics like it's windows 95
Take me out the game because I don't even try
But these buckets coming in just like a flood up in the pipes
Cut me I won't bleed cause my veins are full of ice
Masey never care you know Masey never cry
Masey only in it for that tropic berry sprite
Tropicana shoes with a galaxy in mind
I be on my Milky Way while you focused on the light
I don't think you hear me is this mic not working right
I don't think you hear me is it cause I never yell
Well I'm in it for the long I don't need no trick or spell
I don't care about the fame I'm the coldest one in hell
Yeah
Shoutout to my brothers I'm gon always wish you well
Shoutout to my lovers if and when they show and tell
Shoutout to my mother even if I never bothered I'll extend it both ways
That's a shoutout to my father
No Brock lesnar imma keep the streak alive
Aey
Balling on you niggas like it's windows 95
Hey
I'm not f*cking with you niggas so it's no surprise
Oh
I don't do no beefing cause the looser always dies
Aey
Balling on you niggas like it's windows 95
Hey
I'm not f*cking with you niggas so it's no surprise
Oh
I don't do no beefing cause the looser always dies
Aey
I just need a bitch to cook me chicken and some rice
I just need a little piece and imma be aight
I just need that piece because you niggas like to try
Sorry but it ain't a game playing with your life
Playing with the fashion what you know about life
Every stripe on me another jacket from off white
All these stripes on me cause I'm always on the high
No coke but I got the feeling that I'm getting right
Take it back to basics like it's windows 95
Take me out the game because I don't even try
But these buckets coming in just like a flood up in the pipes
Cut me I won't bleed cause my veins are full of ice
Masey never care you know Masey never cry
Masey only in it for that tropic berry sprite
Tropicana shoes with a galaxy in mind
I be on my Milky Way while you focused on the light
I don't think you hear me is this mic not working right
I don't think you hear me is it cause I never yell
Well I'm in it for the long I don't need no trick or spell
I don't care about the fame I'm the coldest one in hell
Yeah
Shoutout to my brothers I'm gon always wish you well
Shoutout to my lovers if and when they show and tell
Shoutout to my mother even if I never bothered I'll extend it both ways
That's a shoutout to my father
No Brock lesnar imma keep the streak alive
Aey
Balling on you niggas like it's windows 95
Hey
I'm not f*cking with you niggas so it's no surprise
Oh
I don't do no beefing cause the looser always dies
Writer: Mason Smalls
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