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Huh, hottest women on speed dial Yung killas on redial Came from my lawyer's son' bar mitzvah In otha words we don't see trial Yung Reign from the streets nah It's my turn to eat nah It's time I turn up the heat nah In the studio, givin' beats beat downs All my yung boys drink henny straight My fans want Dear America, don't lettem wait I do betta wit the hate, anyway Got the milli bout to be in my account, anyday I been stuck in the city too long, can't leave Will ya please come and get yo bitch, can't breathe! Roll up my sleeve, cook up the rock Mama said ya still got yo hands in the pot Man I be lyin' if I said I wasn't waitin' on this shit my whole life Took a chance rolled the dice Felt the pressure blowin' pipes, not a drip Nigga not a drip Boy I'm a plumber wit this shit Just got a new whip My son call it Tonka truck I said yeah boy, yo daddy in a big toy Put yo money on retainer befo you're outta luck Got the feds on my ass, call em hemorrhoids Letras de cancionesTell the pigs, that they betta bring back up I done sold an eight-ball on erry corner Wit the sticks on me, had to rack up Showed no luv to the niggas hatin' on us Hurry up yung Reign they been waitin on ya Its our time now I'm bout to lay it on ya My bitch on twitter writin' lol Still laughin' at the broke bitches hatin' on her (Hook) I been down this road Grindin' to the bone Only way I know Only way I know I been on the low Bubbling on the stove Hustling till I go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been? Man, I been on the go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been Man, I been on the go Only way I know (Verse 2) Ooh, yung Reign in the flesh Bitch, I been errythang but stressed Big lie, ya a god damn fibber Can't cross the border, just anotha fuckin' nigga Man, I been on the block wit my muthafuckin' niggas Smokin' weed, sellin' drugs, fuckin' bitches, spillin' liquor Ooh, wylin out, I had to learn to hold my liquor I'm the boss, I ain't got to pull the trigger All the real d-boys, where ya at Teach how to cook a bird in like six minutes flat Man, I'm just trynna make it where the rich niggas at Tell em skinny hoes bounce and bring the thick bitches back! Like her booty like my pockets gotta keep em fat Shout them h-town bitches wit they dimples in their ass Woah, hoppin' up and out the courts, give and go Me and my lawyer like Stockilla Malone, here we go Gotta bunch of killers wit me, gotta problem let me know Red dot got it pointed at yo crown, watch the throne That's my dog throw a bone Ya could smell the gunpowder, niggas sprayin' like cologne And ya know I got a team but I could do it my own All alone, fuckin' life boy, I'm David throwin' stones Order hits but neva do it on the phone I'm the shit she can smell me thru the phone Bad bitch knockin' at my door knock knock mhm I'mma fuk her on the floow bop bop mhm And to em niggas talkin' non stop Watch this top drop, Glock pop (pop pop pop) Where I'm from I'm a legend Damn, that's yo girl, when the weddin' I have yo bitch shotgun, ridin' thru the six in a muthafuckin' seven Holla at me (Hook) I been down this road Grindin' to the bone Only way I know Only way I know I been on the low Bubbling on the stove Hustling till I go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been? Man, I been on the go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been Man, I been on the go Only way I know From Letras Mania