Been 2 Hell & Back
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Ayy, yuh, uh, yeah Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walking outside I was raised to be on my shit stay ten toes outside Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walking outside I was raised to be on my shit, stay ten toes outside Like is you really down to ride? Don't think you live this life I could walk to hell and back and know I'd be alright I told my dogg watch my back, 'cause him and I, we can't lack Keep it silent when I'm walking, I stop tweaking with the flats And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap Down pack, racked up on 30 bands Know that Usain Bolt to the guap Fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy Beans got me geeking, shit, I bit down on my cheek, ayy Pulled up in dat Royce like who dat, they like "Shit, thats Weef" ayy Long way just from trapping out your mommys, shit, I see, ayy 30 on the bezel damn like "yea thats just a piece", ayy I can't f*ck no hoes, that bitch can take just like a sneeze, ayy Blow pounds on the gas and outer space You know my steez, ayy Blow pounds on the, mm, yeah You can't drag my dirt, through my carpet Blowing smoke like a rocket, pop this ain't no oxy Tell the dead I'm sorry Probably with them knots, be fly like Matt Hardy I pour six inside my eight, me and death we got no fate How you show up, this a hold up They can't hold me from my glo up When these bitch niggas gon' grow up? Up that five, you gon' throw up Tweaking off brick like molly Riding with a bitch named Molly, Holly Is that Rich Gang shit? hardly Pour the Hi-Tech for quali' Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walking outside I was raised to be on my shit, stay ten toes outside Like is you really down to ride? Don't think you live this life I could walk to hell and back and know I'd be alright I told my dogg watch my back, cause him and I, we can't lack Keep it silent when I'm walking, I stop tweaking with the flats And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap Down pack, racked up on 30 bands Know that Usain Bolt to the guap Fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy Beans got me geeking, shit, I bit down on my cheek, ayy Pulled up in dat Royce like who dat, they like "Shit, thats Weef" ayy Long way just from trapping out your mommys, shit, I see, ayy 30 on the bezel damn like "yea thats just a piece", ayy I can't f*ck no hoes, that bitch can take just like a sneeze, ayy Blow pounds on the gas and outer space You know my steez, ayy Blow pounds on the, mm, yeah
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Written by: Isaiah Rivera, Anthony Rampias, Kyle Resto
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