Edmore Letra

Yeah, fuck you mean?
Know how my temper be
Know how my temper is
Then why would you ever wanna have... no
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ayy

I was just 16 on a ten speed
Chasin' anything, after anything
Tryna get a lemon squeeze, nigga, fuck you mean?
A lot of energy, know how my temper be
Nigga, mentally, know how my temper is
So why would you ever wanna have differences?
CC in disbelief then we gon' send them this
We got an endless clip for all that in between

You gon' understand now, we ain't doin' hands now
We gon' pull them fans out, knock a nigga vest off
Bitch, this ain't no dance off, but I got the moves
So you can pull your best, I was suggestin' that you lose
My fat pants and the .40 on me, 'bout to corrupt my rules
Sipping lean on probation, yeah, I break a lot of rules
Hit the lot, no limitations, I'm a Percocet the mood
Bring a half, I make it whole, baking soda, I can do it
I'm gon' smoke, yeah, yeah, you dope
Gang had showed up at you door
I can hit you at you home, did my homework on your ho
She get off at work at 4, type of shit gon' get you gone
See my strap cause it was chrome
By the time it was the, oh
By the time you was a ghost
I was pullin' off in my Ghost
I'm meetin' up with my woes
We threw that young nigga a party, we celebrating this ho
I'm educatin' the kids, decapitatin' the grown
I celebrate with my bitch, she happy I made it up
Whats brackin', my baby love? I'm happy we cakin' up
Cashin' on Wraiths on buds to stackin' while laying up
I love you, can't say enough, you love me, okay, enough
I know you know what's up, most of these niggas punks
We got foreigns in the slums, distractions from the drugs
Get that pack in from the plug and turn it to a run
Put that on my son, before I have one
I still ain't got no kids, but I'm a role model
I'm with the shits, and everybody know 'bout it
The QP too weak, strap a roll out it
Anything I daydreamed about, know I went and got it
Niggas say you disrespect me, know how Skuba went 'bout it
Drink that drank above the bottle, then I slurp it in the bottle
Back that thing up out the driveway, then I hit the throttle
Different cities, servin' niggas like a drive-thru, huh

I was just 16 on a ten speed
Chasin' anything, after anything
Tryna get a lemon squeeze, nigga, fuck you mean?
A lot of energy, know how my temper be
Nigga, mentally, know how my temper is
So why would you ever wanna have differences?
CC in disbelief then we gon' send them this
We got an endless clip for all that in between