Magazine E

Uh, uh. Uh. M3 Music. Had the shotty, had the spinners, don't forget about Them semis. I can think I had more S's Than Mississippi. Can hit you on the bed, like You slippin' through the tube. Your brothers gonna have to start callin' you Mr. Sippy. My old girl a fed, couldn't ever miss A hickey. Said she callin' Jakes, good thing I Hid the blicky. Felt like all my bros situation kinda sticky. Cah love his mom and he love mine, but It's all tricky. I was in my teens livin' Like a myth scheme. Only reason they were ripped, I had a dagger in my jeans. Now it's zero mileage on my new car and My clothes. Six men in the barrel, I be Runnin' with my woes. If the ratio poor, I'm bringin' sand to the beach. 1942 and then it's back for the screech. Had beef since young, I got saved by the Bells. But I never failed school, got my grades On the shelf. How you mean? 'Course we got drive and gasoline. Just come back from a mausoleum. See my face in a magazine. Starboy, how you mean? 'Course we got drive and gasoline. Just come back from a mausoleum. See my face in a magazine. Starboy, starboy. Yo, uh. Whip got no mileage. Too much money, I can't Hide it. AP Skelly, don't need no stylist. Meetings with my nine bills on dinner. You know I got this trap in my sole, Price and Tiller. Got it out the Pyrex. When I made 100 in this night tech. Hood still answer private. Circle your ends like a mosh pit. Came up doin' block Now a eatin' with chopsticks. Preference. This Glock came with a stencher. My T got more roar than an engine. Never been the one to run. I 'member sellin' one-on-one. Now my Genius jeans one of one. My trap line bangin'. I hit the streets, I feel like cleanin' Paris. Plus I rap white Eminem. One fifty for the skeleton. My Amex platinum, I ain't American. How you mean? 'Course we got drive and gasoline. Just come back from a mausoleum. See my face in a magazine. Starboy, how you mean? 'Course we got drive and gasoline. Just come back from a mausoleum. See my face in a magazine. Starboy, starboy.