reel wolf – still fuckin’ with ya’ll lyrics
[verse 1: snoop dogg]
i’m a beretta, a go+getter
mo’ wetter loretta, dope+getter
so better for weather, no never
so clever, go whether or not the teapot or the beef might settle
feet on the pedal, mashin’ music
blastin’, swervin’, drivin’ fast
in the wrong lane
but i ain’t tripping ’cause i’m getting my cash in
motherf+ckers want to lock me up
’cause i gang+bang, smoke weed, don’t give a f+ck
i bought my lil football team a bus
on the grind trynna find time, lettin’ rеal n+ggas shine
figaro on the low, let thеse n+ggas know
boss dogg, boss paw, just to let ’em know
when i came through the door, i bang with the four
motherf+cker, i’ma bang with the o
i’m the crippin’ kitchen, spitting at b+tches
flippin’ the switches, my n+ggas in richmond
the real k!llers, guerillas
wig splitters, heavy hitters, ya dig it?
now trip, a lot of n+ggas like to say what they gon’ do
but i’ma f+ck with y’all, cuh, ’cause i want to
a lot of people say it’s bad for my health
but i don’t give a f+ck ’cause i’m a match for myself
[hook: snoop dogg] (x2)
i stay f+ckin’ with y’all, i stay f+ckin’ with y’all
a lot of people say it’s bad for my health
but myself, i stay f+ckin’ with y’all
[verse 2: d. lynch]
making hits like my name was john gotti
like i got thugs and hired goons waiting in the lobby
slugs leaving blood traces on your brand new audi
from busting out shots from out a new bugatti
all forms of consciousness fully remised
like a mother buying crack with her two young kids
from out the two one fifth, where they do dump clips
for pigmentation, whichever way the shoe done fits
take another shot, b+tch, let’s f+ck up the program
get stopped by cops, smoking on rosecrans
make a little cash, they wanna put me in a toe tag
thrown and locked in a cell, injected with some prozac
it’s california, where the weed and where the hoes at
a nine to your t++th, now tell me where the dough’s at
it’s california, love all these california thugs
creeping in your b+tches each evening, trynna catch a buzz
[hook: snoop dogg] (x2)
i stay f+ckin’ with y’all, i stay f+ckin’ with y’all
a lot of people say it’s bad for my health
but myself, i stay f+ckin’ with y’all
[verse 3: ill bill]
it’s the cult leader, the smoke eater that grow weed
a hoe beater, yeah, i beat ’em with the d+ck: make these hoes feel a
type a way, i’m a go+rilla + i parade
gold trigger on the k, how i operate
yeah, i swerve on ’em, put the heavy curve on ’em
put it in their mouth, put the heavy worm on ’em
’cause i’m a gigolo type o’ wigger
rob schneider to them c+ckrider type of women
i be west coast kickin’ this
reel wolf bring the clear truth with the wickedness
i used to fly into burbank
low+key scoop me in the hooptie like a dirtbag
and we done came up since then
but still move the same ’cause instagram ain’t your friend
and we be shushin’ these baby g’s
bad boys move in silence, but move crazy keys
[hook: snoop dogg] (x2)
i stay f+ckin’ with y’all, i stay f+ckin’ with y’all
a lot of people say it’s bad for my health
but myself, i stay f+ckin’ with y’all
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