Go 4 Nun E

Free beats y'all, free beats. Now we comin', man. Goin' crazy. Uh, 2017. RPG LM, huh? Hellz, baby. They look at me like the chosen One. Rue boy 007, I got the golden gun. Out here Rodeo Drive and I'm blowin' funds. That boy try to rob, but I was born For nothin'. And girl, I smoke up out the Bag, go and roll you one. All this gas up in my lungs feel like Cheech and Chong. How I was brought up was to stand for Somethin'. Yeah, and never go for nothin'. Yeah, I ain't go for nothin'. My mama always told me I would shine just Like the sun. Yeah, ain't got this pole for nothin'. I swear this Nina is so slutty, always blowin' Some. Ooh, most these niggas shady, I'm not talkin' Slim. Ooh, big bruh whippin' babies, trap jumped out the Gym. They say that boy, he a demon, Well let him do him. I'm a shark up in the water and you're Just a shrimp. All my blunts healthy, No, they far from skimp. And I grew up in the jungle, yeah, just Like a chimp. I remember poppin' doors and I Ain't have no chips. I'm a real ride rule, man, shout out to Skip. Yeah, th-they look at me like the chosen One. Rue boy 007, I got the golden gun. Out here Rodeo Drive and I'm blowin' funds. That boy try to rob, but I was born For nothin'. And girl, I smoke up out the Bag, go and roll you one. All this gas up in my lungs feel like Cheech and Chong. How I was brought up was To stand for somethin'. Yeah, and never go for nothin'. These hoes are for everyone, go get you one. Shawty, she gon' ride me like a pickup truck. You think them shells came with wings how they Lift him up. All these horses in my engine, Watch me giddy up. I'ma smoke up on this gas 'til it fill Me up. And I'ma sip this drank until I'm sick as Fuck. And I'ma finesse heavy till I'm rich as Fuck. They say I'm up, never fuck a runner-up. Ooh, I'm juggin' all night until the sun is Up. Yeah, yeah, until the sun is up. They say I'm next up, but fuck a runner-up. Ooh, I'm juggin' all night until the sun is Up. They look at me like the chosen one. Rue boy 007, I got the golden gun. Out here Rodeo Drive and I'm blowin' funds. That boy try to rob, but I was born For nothin'. And girl, I smoke up out the Bag, go and roll you one. All this gas up in my lungs feel like Cheech and Chong. How I was brought up was to stand for Somethin'. Yeah, and never go for nothin'.