1017 Lifestyle

[Intro:]

Get along, little doggie, get along, get along

Get along, little doggie, get along

John Dillin-

[Hook:]

I'm living that YSL lifestyle

We living that 1017 lifestyle

We living that rich nigga shit lifestyle

We living that fly shit only lifestyle

Get along, little doggie, get along, get along

Get along, little doggie, get along, get along

Get along, little doggie, get along, get along

Get along, little doggie

John Dillinger

[Verse 1:]

I'm geeked out my mother fucker mind

I got a whole lot of shit, I ain't paid a dime

We take everything, we'll steal the scene

We take niggas bling, (money talk like Charlie Sheen)

Man down, get it

Treated his body like [?] bricks, split him

Catch his pussy ass, take his belt off, whip him

Pussy nigga tryna run off with them bricks, talkin' bout he missin'

Fold his pussy ass up just like a centipede

Count so much money with my thumb, everything I touch turn green

I'll make your white t-shirt feel like Miskeen

100 bands got my skinnies looking like Bugle Boy jeans

[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]

Wake the fuck up fatass, that pussy nigga got the [?]

Let's go head and grab, then smash

Slow it down, don't you see they rounds

Yeah they army down even though we gone spray 'em down

I'm on that, so therefore I keep my hand on my gat

Nigga shot me in my finger, (now I laugh)

Now I'm shooting Tommy Gun (with a rag)

And I hope out in that 67 Jag

Smash, smash on they ass

[?] ball son, I got big guns

I'm throwing trust funds

Hit 'em with the golden gun, James Bond's son

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