moey all starrs - denny balance lyrics
[intro]
all star
money only expanding yearly, man
[verse 1]
moey all starrs yeah b*tch we f*ckin’ back
’bouta chop down the ride, like clutch from way back, uh
plenty different calibers to chose from, f*ck that
run me my d*mn cash or i’m gonna clutch that
red army spec, yeah we turn you f*ckin’ hunch back
applying pressure, yeah we found ya name tag, toe tag
b*tch approached us instagramin’ totally
randy jackson no from me
couldn’t get her clout up so she left la like ogletree
try to foil my plans, you get hit like eugene reaper
been the one, you think you hot, we got heat seekers
only heat sneakers, not a sneak disser
but you don’t deserve my shine, i am just a truth leaker
i’m a boof beater, in the 2 seater
this just drift sweeter, all black theater thug
sauce, bread, cheese, no pizza hut
it’s a common theme to us
came a long way from gettin’ my ass beat, no athlete
no one checking grades, but they passed me
she be like daddy
hoes mad x24 that’s the energy
ain’t get the message, looking stupid, now you sending me
laughing so hard, but you think you my enemy
i guess i got the recipe
or i got remedy
next i want the remington, that’s that 870
1986, that’s the supra, a70
you think that you ahead of me
no you not a friend of me
[chorus]
tryna manage
turnt this sh*t up we ain’t go for average
organized this sh*t, why you wanna be a savage?
you can’t read between the lines? then i guess that you illiterate
word to eris rickey, blowin’ up then goin’ rocket ship
first you cut the excess, then you see the progress
man on a mission, i’m still breathing, i can’t stop yet
second, had the most doubts, act like you like you know me
had the 4, then triple double, 24 like kobe
[verse 2]
tell me why i’d verse you
chucks, that’s a converse i think they was my first shoes, we can’t reimburse you
wasting ya own time
don’t try to console mine
you know i control mine
that’s not an abuse line
i ain’t gon’ pause that
f*ckin’ with them nat nats
ho’in through them snapchats
but that’s not my slang though
but i’m spittin’ all facts
no not jk, no no i am not wax
i can’t even top that
real one pay for p*ssy, yeah that don’t exist
so don’t tell me how you big mackin’ on a b*tch, uh
cheaper than mcdonalds, lookin’ clown like ronald
all that talk be hollow, talkin’ ’bout you sip moscato
ok it’s enough of that, back to the johnnies
that’s the f*ckin’ whip whips
denny goin’ turbo, street sharks, that’s the big fish
yeah he got a shifter on the auto that’s a fish stick
no he do not be cornering fast, that’s some big lip
[chorus]
tryna manage
turnt this sh*t up we ain’t go for average
organized this sh*t, why you wanna be a savage?
you can’t read between the lines? then i guess that you illiterate
word to eris rickey, blowin’ up then goin’ rocket ship
first you cut the excess, then you see the progress
man on a mission, i’m still breathing, i can’t stop yet
second, had the most doubts, act like you like you know me
had the 4, then triple double, 24 like kobe (r.i.p.)
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