Lyrics:
Goosebumps on my skin
I'm losing my balance
I'm drinking bathtub gin
I need more of
Your medicine
Trapped in my mind
Cause’ I'm thinking outside the box
I’m
side of Queens
We get the CREAM, laid up, love-love for dame
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll reign
You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my
everything's feelin’ so good with you
Baby, I know what we're gonna do
We’re gonna paint the town red, are you in?
C’mon let’s get a bottle of gin
Havin’ a drink
Maybe I'm a masochist
Up reading all your messages
Maybe one more shot of gin
So I can figure out where this shit ends or begins
All I know was
You
to find a job son
It's all about robbin'
So don't be alarmed
When we come through, cause we supposed to
If you opposed to
Get your face blown dude, off
to see them horsemen ride
So law and order stand aside
Oh this woman and gin, woman and gin
Go together like the devil and sin
Her legs are like wheat
We come together like two kins
And babygirl just take my hand
No broken hearts in the promise land cause
She got it goin' on
She got it goin' on
She
I gave the guy a five to get in
The packed crowd looked ready for sin
These scarlet lips were sipping Gin
Exhaling smoke like a dragon
We moved in
nasty, never lettin' a kitty-cat get past me,
Without picking it up, pettin' it, teasin' it,
Takin' it on home and pleasin' it
Cause we're the freaks
a rash from dirty mics
RIP Pete
We made our mark on the scene Coming up together
Sportswear and leather
Diet Coke was DC
Don't you die on me
Don't you
If you'd like to be a jitter bug,
First thing you must do is get a jug,
Put whiskey, wine and gin within,
And shake it all up and then begin.
I woke up this morning and I let out a cry
I would not hide, that, or try to lie
Listen we all die, so get busy living ya'll
Touch the sky
Peter Pan
it comes to this shit I'm a veteran but
If Karens wanna fuck with me I'll get them all together and
I'll stick them in a caravan and take them up
(chorus) x2
Die!!!, I choose before you
One by one we will pick you
You will die!!!
(fuck it....psychological)
Verse one:
Siccmade music comin up
suite
Get it on my own no bi proxy
Tedious and diligent
Hard headed and militant
String
Words together like a puppeteer
My syllabus
Chock
Full
platonic
I cant feel my face, bring me another gin tonic
Dont look through me with them eyes
I know of all your lies
We will never talk again but i wanna ask
sure
We'll still be together when were 94
If we're still alive, then we'll be fine
We're more than happy to spend every day in bed under the covers
doing
wine
Right wine. Yeah
She's like a red wine. Yeah
Yeah. Yeah
On the flow. By the flow
Drippin' sauce all over the mob flow
Get a mob flow. Yeah
It's
at the party bet, we get that bitch turnt
Heard y'all need some new fire, all these other rappers burnt
But this my third day here, I don't know
Like Uzi Vert
One spot, gunshots, get the body dem hot
(Chorus) x2
[A Kid Called Roots] (Lady Luck)
All my niggas and broads we rush the door (c'mon)
Grap your
a stack of black chips
Breaking the whole casino and doing back-flips, man
Cameras eying us, sidebetters trying us
The more chips we stack, the more
gang
Never slip or trip or dip
When I gets fucked up it's gin that I sip
Smokin' on the bomb-ass indo ya know
Chillin' wit' my homie at the show
Sittin'
We let our kids slit their wrists
cnd left the misfits to hang
It's sad how quick man gets extreme
When shit hits the fan
But we are more than just
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