Vader - Dont make me destroy you

With the swag, I go berserk (berserk) I done touched the sky, got way too fly Then lifted off this Earth I keep it playa, I pop promethazine Nope, I don't pop no Perkies I make a deposit and no, I don't need a receipt 'Cause my money way greener than turf I don't do no followin', huh, bitch, I'm a leader And I'm known to make shit work I take the Wockhardt and pour it in liters And I let the diamonds drip off of my shirt I looked in my old bitch eyes when I said was leavin' And act like the shit didn't hurt I had some money to get, lil' baby Yeah, I had to go and just make some work I will never let another nigga play with me And I'm fresh 'til I leave this Earth On my name, yeah, they throw dirt Can't do the Sprite clean, I need that dirty She all on me, I'm feelin' her booty I go Spike Lee, I'm shootin' a movie Nigga, how you change? Back then you knew me Shawty wanna know my name, told the bitch to Google it Yeah, I been tryin', for a long-ass time I might as well just leave it wrong, 'cause I ain't tryna make it right And all the tears that could've just came to my eyes I turned into diamonds (turned into diamonds) I use dollar signs to hold my head, can't do no cryin' (can't do no cryin') I don't even like to take or post no pictures, my life private (my life private) But I still wanna show off my fit, I put on today 'Cause that why I bought it (why I bought it) Honestly, I ain't gotta show I'm more fresher I put it on every single day, with no effort If you did that, then I know I can do this shit better And if you hit that, then I swear that bitch love me better, huh But that's your ho in that sweater, that bitch tryna fuck me better For you, she drip like that, for me, she gettin' me fresher (fresher) I'ma pull up on my dancer, walk in, change the weather (change the weather) Baby, I'm the top floor boss, but I'm the prince of Atlanta Every time I touch down in Houston I'm havin' hoes on the phone like a police scanner (police scanner) Model hoes in 90210 and yes, they fine as ever (they fine as ever) I got a gangster bitch from Mexico, I call her Ms. Griselda And the only thing I smoke is pressure (pressure) What I spent on lean this month I coulda brought a new Corvette Ain't got no time, but I got my fire, so shawty, I'm heavy metal (heavy metal) She looked right in my eyes and said she ridin', so I'ma treat her special (treat her special) Don't stare at my diamonds, they might blind you, they vibrant and reflect (they reflect) With the swag, I go berserk (berserk) I done touched the sky, got way too fly I then lifted off this Earth I keep it playa, I pop promethazine Nope, I don't pop no Perkies I make a deposit and no, I don't need a receipt 'Cause my money way greener than turf I don't do no followin', huh, bitch, I'm a leader And I'm known to make shit work I take the Wockhardt and pour it in liters And I let the diamonds drip off of my shirt I looked in my old bitch eyes when I said was leavin' And act like the shit didn't hurt I had some money to get, lil' baby Yeah, I had to go and just make some work

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