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Album: 2 Cups: Pt. 2 — Everything (2015)

Seasson

I be on the pole on that where it's cold at
You gone need a cold hat, sweater and some more shit
Counting Guala my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talkin be the same niggas ain't on shit

I be on the pole on that where it's freezing at
Swear to god it gets cold, no matter whatever the season at
Know a real nigga that talk
Don't give no fuck bout where your reason at
'Cause I'm a real nigga won't fold
If you my bro I'll never leave you and that's no Bullshit
I'm with Savage Sheen on that Bull shit
Got that Scotty Pimpin' with me I'll empty a full clip
450 some robins, another 450 for some new kicks (Designer)
And my designer not made in china this ain't no Fu shit

So, get off that bullshit
Talking but never do shit
They like, Pap, this shit cold, this shit old
Just wait on my new shit
They like, "Pap, you're wrist froze, this shit old"
Just wait on my new shit
Put ya brains to the floor I'm a flourist
I'm taking flight on these niggas I'm a tourist

I be on the pole on that where it's cold at
You gone need a cold hat, sweater and some more shit
Counting Guala my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talkin be the same niggas ain't on shit
[x2]

They say I'm the man, But I rather be rich then famous
All these bands just bought me all these haters
Got me feelin' like I already made it
I can't take it
Got all these niggas bitches on my dick now
So many hoes I don't know who to pick now
At the top, I don't never wanna get down
Look at my wrist now
Look at my kicks now
Look at my bitch now
Bet you I'm on cause I ain't never said I'm rich now
This is for them hoes
Tell them I don't want shit now
I don't be flodging at all
Swear I got new pair of True Religions bought Robins and all
Wanna see some designer all you gotta do is look in my closet
That's all
I go crazy, go stupid
In the coup, I be coupin'
I keep Spazz right here with me, I swear he know all my new shit
Niggas sneak diss my name when They see me they never do shit
Blow out a nigga brains I can see that he never knew shit
He's clueless
Got a big mean roll on me so I gotta keep a pole on me
Cover that K cause a fuck nigga told on me swear I don't even know homie
Got a big mean roll on me so I gotta keep a pole on me
Cover that K cause a fuck nigga told on me swear I don't even know homie

I be on the pole on that where it's cold at
You gone need a cold hat, sweater and some more shit
Counting Guala my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talkin be the same niggas ain't on shit
[x4]


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