Lyrics

Uh, uh, na-na-na-na
Uh, uh, na-na-na-na
Canada goose fur, I'm so cold burr (Fur, burr)
Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (Thirty)
I'm a shooter, I'ma shoot first (Blah, blah)
I done fucked up and got me in a cruiser (Woo, woo, woo)
Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube)
Live my life so fast, ain't telling what I might do (Might do)
He want smoke blow, 45 colt (Blah, blah)
It's a ISO, A.I, Michael (Blah, Jordan)
I talk a lot of shit 'cause I could back it (Up)
Got my dick in her throat watch her back it (Suck)
I'm all about my bread like a fat kid
I'm all about my swag like it's fashion
And I'm super savage, grew up as the bad kid (Bad kid)
My **** on your block, call it camping (Camping)
They don't want no static (La-la-la-la)
Pull up let 'em have it (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Killers in the first-degree (First-degree)
Uh, a lot of **** wanna murder me (Murder me)
Ay, so I got a glizzy (Aye, aye)
Turn him over like he Timothy (Turner)
Canada goose fur, I'm so cold burr (Fur, burr)
Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (Thirty)
I'm a shooter, I'ma shoot first (Blah, blah)
I done fucked up and got me in a cruiser (Woo, woo, woo)
Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube)
Live my life so fast, ain't telling what I might do (Might do)
He want smoke blow, 45 colt (Blah, blah)
It's a ISO, A.I, Michael (Jordan)
Tory, uh
Burn, let it burn, let it shoot (Woo)
Hit a stain while I'm laying out the coupe (Coupe)
With Somalis and they down to let it shoot
Do-do-do-do-do, I clock the pussy on a roof (Ha)
From the dot where we known to let it go (Go)
My **** they gon' make a hole up at the door (Aye)
Her mama trip I fucked her in the Bando
She said she like the way my wrist is whippin' on the stove (Whip, whip)
With no answer
To bring my **** Nesta back I pay the bands up (I pay the bands)
I catch his killer, have a real extravaganza (Extravaganz')
Yeah that's my plan, this rappin' shit won't fuck my plans up (Woo)
No, uh-uh, in the goose fur, with the shooters (Goose, shoot)
Wanna meet the President, you gotta fuck the bang bros and the crew first (First)
I know the truth hurts (Ah)
Not only that I got some **** tryna line me (Line)
They wanna find me (Find)
Nobody help me when I came up so I'm grimey
So many **** wanna see me out and fly me
I tell 'em, "Run up pussy, try me" (Try me, pussy)
Tell 'em, "Run up pussy, find me" (Find me)
I been in the Dodge with some killers right behind me
I remember days when them bitches weren't beside me
I remember in the corner cooking up the 9-piece
I give it all up, to see my man back
I brought a mop instead, to see my opps dead
I see the same fed, I knew I clocked it
Studio trappin', just for content
'Cause I don't know what they have at the border (Border)
All this good mixin' bad, feelin' bipolar (Bipolar)
If the feds on my tail, I start to floor her (Zoom)
Big chain on my belly, fuck a choker (Fuck a choker)
Came up off of homers, junkies sleeping over
Friday boomin' but Sunday's little slower (Slower)
Trappin' was a hobby, Honda was the car key (Trap)
8 hunnid for this Monclees
Canada goose fur, I'm so cold burr (Fur, burr)
Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (Thirty)
I'm a shooter, I'ma shoot first (Blah, blah)
I done fucked up and got me in a cruiser (Woo, woo, woo)
Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube)
Live my life so fast, ain't telling what I might do (Might do)
He want smoke blow, 45 colt (Blah, blah)
It's a ISO, A.I, Michael (Blah, Jordan)
Big chain on my belly, fuck a choker
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Quinton Gardner
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