Aretha Franklin Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Come here

Uh huh

Soul samples only

Soul samples only

Soul samples only

The whole imperial

Yup

Yup

Smokin' a big blunt

You lookin' for a dope song

Well this one

Don't fuck with my young niggas

They grip guns and they flip tons

I kill every year but this here gon' be the big one

2024 and Trill just bought in 20 more

You had to watch where you step

It was pounds on the floor

And then the feds kicked in the door

I ain't see my dog no more

But I sent that bread and sent some more

Sino was doin' the same thing but we ain't know each other

From then this imperial shit been on the floor

This shit mint like a tic-tac

I talk that shit

I need a tic-tac

Q was locked up at the same time on the other side of the state

I'm like this shit whack

Playin' Poplion

Yeah, that Get Back

Trillato mixed with Bond number nine cause we flip pack

She love the smell of weed in my cologne

I told her get back

If Kenya see you thirsty you gon' get whacked

I heard a nigga gon' send me some shots

I'm sendin' shits back

Never mind

I need some bread

I ain't fuckin' with no diss track

You fuckin' actors

Ain't no rappers

You don't matter

You not a factor

I respond with just some laughter

That .38 under the seat it sit up in that Saturn

You played a lot of games

They put your life up in them rafters

You broke even on the zip

Boy, you not a trapper

Lookin' dapper

Shades with Versace patterns

Imperial get to the top

We turn around and burn the ladder

Fuck the culture

You disrespect

I black your life like it don't matter

He on the move with them P's

Like a bad bladder

But don't scurry

Take your time before you judge

In front the jury

I'm too ill

Nothin' can cure me

My music shinin' from your ear

Just like your earring

Bitches is cheerin'

She pop up outta nowhere when I say her name like Siri

Scritch God, but please don't fear me

I want respect in the Franklins

I know Aretha feel me

These other niggas ain't near me

Imperial