big, Billionaire a hurt a label Play it tight, Spray the creed on the purple label Pie vay settings, Jacob got me linked up The Bentley wag bulletproof
remain Caught you in the game For money to bleach I want it to stop But I can't be late My bulletproof soul Just fades away Deny the days of yours Accept
the G Code, embedded in my blood [Scarface] See I be on some street shit, don't talk to police I won't accept a visit from agents who wanna see if I
When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle These streets got me doin' shit that I really don't want to But niggas gotta be strapped with bulletproof
weapon When it's fully loaded and cocked Hollow points shot Next to the firing pin, with the hammer ready to drop I took you off, so accept the loss Crack
a no-no And livin so-so, flip coco, dippin from po-po Clippin fo-fo, sippin Alize and Mo-Mo Ro' glow, incognito, on the low-low Puff 'dro slow, bulletproof
I took it A minor, judge say I got no case He knows my face; he got a grudge from the old days He won't accept my apology, just don't feel it My brain
choice [Verse 1] Alright picture a dark room, I'm sitting at a desk Puffing on a blunt, bumping this in my headset Prepare to catch wreck, ready to accept
It 100 Shed Probably Know But Ill Never Know Unless I Keep It 100 Ive Told So Many Lies That You Wont Accept The Truth Ive Hurt You So Many Times now Your Heart Is Bulletproof
with killers at my disposal I'm fulfilling you will accept my proposal Put another dime in the jukebox, I love rock and roll Bulletproof vest, pop, lock
right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof
the run be the Black Stallion Now you fuckin wit Ticallion, hmmm Iron Lung, boy me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun I'ma get you none, accept challenge
run be the Black Stallion Now you fuckin wit Ticallion, hmmm Iron Lung, boy me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun I'ma get you none, accept challenge
back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof