Issue No 126 The Statement Lyrics

It's give a bitch D day
Third eye with it like he ain't
Pussy so good had to put it on replay
On the ten west thinking sex with my lady
I just met her last week on the strip getting jiggy
Making love so my weed tucked in
Fresh fuck fit with some cheery ass denim
Main reason why I'm with some chill ass swimmer
Why the fuck you always hating, why you always in your feelings, shit
Now don't make me go cop a clip
This nigga so long I think I'mma zip
Fuck what you rapping, the game that you with
Out with your bitch, she tryna take pics
Instagram fucked up and shit
Put me on blast while I'm smoking my splif
Now the whole fucking world know I get high as shit
Here we go, next stat stamp, it's a fact, I'm getting pussy, bro
Taking down women who was raised up the toosy road
Watch her speak Spanish to this girl, I don't even know
'she coughing so much that she just made me laugh
I might have to call her a cab

Getting high to the sky with my motherfucking niggas, though
Looking down on the world like fuck 'em, I don't need 'em, bro
Going up, going up, going up, where else to go?
In the clouds smoking pounds that allow say a lot of hoe

Ok, back on my grizzy
Act as a javelin and stab through the city
Metro Plus used to take a buck fifty
On my way to see my bitch, give the gift, suck a diddy
Play to your sports and I sleep for a week
When the shoes come out that I really, really need
And my weed ran out and the gilly ain't cheap
Fuck around and have to play the villain this week
Ok, you don't know, I smoke dro, don't do blow
Live like flow, bitch, I'm cold, bitch, you old
Grandpa Moe
No, no, we on the same ol' shit, we get turnt up, cut a few bricks
Roll a hundred splifs, watch two flicks
Nigga, that's just how it is

Nigga, that's just how it is
Nigga, that's just how it is
Nigga, that's just how it is

Ok, here we go
Can't be me, running circles like a Cheerio