Lyrics:
to the class I'm serving packs to students
She in my phone she think I'm cheating now I'm acting clueless
Key Santana got the guala don't be acting stupid
Bitch
to the class I'm serving packs to students
She in my phone she think I'm cheating now I'm acting clueless
Key Santana got the guala don't be acting stupid
Bitch
n B
Lighting Green
Bad B serving fiends
Burning through these trees
3rd degrees
How I'm burning G's
Know you heard of me
Any means
Fuck my enemies
You
catch up
Took your prices took your custys you should pack up
Bitch I'm trapped out
I been serving
You ain't even got no green you ain't working
Tinted
gas up in the trap and getting cash this make or break
I bet my lungs is black feel them collapse I'm hyperventilating
Smoking cookies serving feens
special
I was still serving after school
Dropped out and I started dropping music
Let's see what rap can do
I tried to get fly with some niggas
But they
cutting 'em off
Then we serving 'em up
From every which way we be curving 'em up
They be learning from us
Nothing but the truth if they heard it from us
it's down to the wire
The Goddess be serving niggas heavenly drip
Cloud so thick smoke heavy then a bitch
I was already on 100 before I came in this
love the sinner
Serving me my corn and chicken dinner
Cause we're all winner in life's lottery
Stop bothering me child
I been following the hope of god
number
Wasn't serving, but don't mean I ain't thugging
18, s**t hit, I said f**k it
Got me some drugs
Then I flooded the public
Pump good
Swear that s**t
on drank, You know that we sipping (Yeah)
Never stop flipping, Never stop winning
Bitch, I be swerving, Serving the chickens
Popping this bitch, I'm popping
racing
The rent is due
I'll have a child soon
An I'm a rapper serving food
I've been quiet and rather well composed
But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't
done earned my crown, I'm the youngin that you heard about
He brought the work, I brought the burner out, it's safe to say he ain't serving now
I told my
place
Even if you start acknowledging me it’s the worst case
Eating from my hands like I turned them to dessert plates
Loving what I’m serving up drooling
you do
See a young nigga winning they get sick and catch the flu
If you ain't sitting at my table we ain't serving you no food
I done been to hell
listening, sipping on Captain
I am not capping, bitch I am still serving
I am not standing here, I be just swerving
If I catch you lacking I leave you in
I'll turn that shit into a frown
I'll be coming for blood on your tracks like a hound
Like the food on the plate, how I'm serving these rounds
My gun got
We're all serving purposes to one another
And, so it's not about just my soul yearning
It's about the soul of the world's yearning
Like, yeah, if that
him serving him
Straight up like dennys
I swear i dont beef about pennies
Aye bro is you ready?
We up in a honda we not in a chevy
I'm turning his brain
beamer
Not only the best out
My focus is best ever
Back pack raps pack black
Gats and these caps sever
Niggas I once knew now
Serving a prison sentence
happy memories, mom serving the dish
Grew up to find out that Ignorance is bliss,
Now I go get it, ain't making no wish
Hard as it gets
Fly like a jet
your girl round mine
She pimpin too
See you ain't on my level
I got proof
Was serving pizza and the pack
Finally got tired of that
Employees don't know
Like what the fuck serving people life’s as trays
This is something you don’t wanna pay
Thinking too much just let me get payed
It’s hard to tell
n****s look nervous
Yea they nervous
I'm just swerving
Bitches calling, Kyrie Curve Em
Then I swerve em
Feigns I'm serving
I'm just pitching n***a, out
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