Getting out of Hand

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KinFolk Warrick

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Another box done landed
Ok, shit gettin' out of hand
If they find out what I do
That's thirty years up in the can
I'm just sayin'
That's why with this shit
You cannot be playin'
When the heat get on
It's gone turn some niggas tan
Turnt up in a good mood
Some big shit is finna land
Wanted all of us to get rich
Ain't gone lie, that was the plan
Still get the money
I came up from doing hand to hands
Still get the money
Came up doing hand to hands

Hit the beach in the summer
With my feet up in the sand
Feel like the man cause I'm the man
Hit her now I want her friend
Hit my guy
What type of strands
Want the cheapest shit you got
Finna tax this nigga
Since he going around saying we opps
Put 10k up on his head
Somebody put him in a box
Somebody make his heart stop
Can't stop 'till I'm at the top
With my kids, they love they pops
Niggas hate, they throw shots
I just wonder can they catch him
In there talking to detectives
Showin' yo colors
Tattle telling
If it was me, I'd be jailing
Kickin' shit me and my celly
Living scenes off of belly
Way it move, gotta be jealous
Can't wait to get to the telly
What we on
Shit you tell me
Weed cologne
You can smell me
I just set it up, Zelle me
Plug said he gone mail me
Didn't nobody help me
In her feelings, should've kept me
In my bag, you look helpless
Now you salty
I'm the devil
I said niggas ain't on my level
How many pounds you move
Several
When you falling off
Never
Not to many plugs got cheddar
Plus I put up for rainy days
I loaded up on the other
Homie loaded up on caine
You can tell we gettin' it mane
Every timeframe I was gettin' it
I was a true hustler
On my momma know it make 'em sick
Vomit
Warrick what you want
The commas
Be out the mix, I hate drama
I got guns like Osama
Presidential like Obama
By the way, act like my momma
And I'm funny like my uncle
Don't take shit just like my auntie
I ain't smoked, I'm a lil grumpy
Like the packs, that come chunky
Weed I smoke, it be funky
I don't care you fucked my homie
Ain't gone treat you like no phony
Burning ends on my bologna
Might hear but you don't know me
I front you, you owe me
Petty shit how I lost my homies
Knew from a child, I was golden
Damn look what I done opened

Another pack done landed
Ok, shit getting out of hand
If they find out what I do
That's thirty years up in the can
I'm just sayin'
That's why with this shit
You cannot be playin'
When the heat get on
It's gone turn some niggas tan
Turnt up in a good mood
Some big shit is finna land
Another box just landed
Ok, shit getting out of hand
If they find out what I do
That's thirty years up in the can
I'm just sayin'
That's why with this shit,
You cannot be playin'
When the heat get on
It's gone turn some niggas tan

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