I'm from
where
niggas get killed for runnin' they mouth
I'm from where niggas get their weight
up in front of they house
Cop, coat, strappin' to
the waist of they spouse
I don't think I'll ever know
what all this hatin' about
Got a deal,
I don't know what perpetratin' about
Got big guns, dog, one poppin' you out
Love women that suck and keep
the nut in they mouth
While I lean back, geekin' hot,
she lovin' my house
Let me tell you three things that the
Dutch is about
Koozie bubbles,
the grass grow thick in your mouth
And when you hear that uh,
he kickin' you out
Hell naw, I ain't no hater,
that's just what I'm about
They wanna flip me, bounce me,
half and quarter ounce me
Try to speak my name out loud
and mispronounce me
Hit me, four, five, rubber grip me
Them hoes love me in the five,
but the dealer tryna six me
Dimes wanna twist me, nah,
you can't kiss me
Go ahead with the mo at the bar,
you better crisp me
Baby blue 528, doin' 60
Cuttin' swiftly, duckin' 50
Hit my whole crib for a nice
dick suckin' to quickie
Kill a
Cam
Dutch and the spade flow sickly
The streets shift me, so I keep my tool
If yo' ass wanna live,
you better keep yo' cool
Motherfucker
Yo, yo, yo where I'm from
they let the car just blast
Everybody smart in math,
loan sharks with cash
Runnin' from their knocks and tasks,
street sauce and crab
C'mon, I start to laugh,
cause I almost caught the case
Rich
Parker ass, now a n***a paid out
Sway couch, I'm in a hood of things
Bitch, buck your way out
I'm
Cas
B.
Heathcliff
When I come around, they play mouse
Mickey and
Minnie,
Jerry from
Tom
Heavy in arms, in front of
Pan
Pan
Hannibal,
Peppa
Lever,
Kyla
Beck
Kind
Candy,
Blue
Gators,
Polish
Mint
Yellin' astonishment,
lookin' for acknowledgement
Report on him, he a snitch,
throw water on him
And he repercussions,
make sure my seats bubble
If you ain't hear me or clue,
I said I see double
Guns double -tax, hoes double -sex
Countin' handle my money,
but I double -check
Bubble -X ain't too much
more I care about
Liquor store in the
Bronx to a warehouse
Cleared out,
L's with my liquor
Sounds so a hell of a whisper
Gassin' up a hoe,
tell if you miss her
Dealin' with the old -timers was a hell of
a listener
Been in cell if you differ, nigga
Pelican
slippers
Mommy is senseless, get my moolah,
I'm conscientious
Tell me that you buy me
Benz's, por favor
Harlem I'm a poor, fell off but back on
Nigga, time to ball
Hunt 45th and
Lennox, three -piece suit, bean
pies
Final call, gun up in the spinal cord
I ain't got no time for y 'all
We eight digits, you play frigid
Killer don't cook, he blaze biscuits
Around us, straight midgets
Jewels we keep frozen,
y keep dozin'
The wolves and sheep closin',
streets buzzin'
V -dozin'
Bitches callin' me husband,
sayin' we fuckin'
we wasn't
Lyin' on a coochie,
I'm dyin' for a hoochie
Put a iron for a boobie
Casino -style diamonds in a doobie
But killer keep running to
the timing of a groupie
But need work, plate of a kind
If your dope ain't 8 or a 9
Don't waste all my time
You racing for shine
Only way you be around
motherfucking paperboy
If you quit your job and go be a paperboy
Car swoop buck 50
Gun shoot buck 50
Beer fax buck 50
Air max buck 50
Only
New
York nigga to fuck with me
On a period, blood sticky
Same night plug
Missy
Play
Toronto like
Doug
Christie
Fuck
Christie
Louis the 13, sluts with me
Give me hay, your kettle can tie,
blunt to my hay
But my day is
Friday, so for my bray
Niggas try to stick together
like they smoking cray
In real life,
Nia think I'm long and throw
me the hay
Heard what I said
Camron 
