Lyrics:
fibias, yeah, fix me up
Sixty sluts, all of 'em dyin' from asphyxia
After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
Dixie cups, toxins, boxes
I'm back with the spirit of Nipsey
Take a brick and I scissored it crispy (hot)
Silencer on the nickel got it whistlin' Dixie
My soul got soul, my
a few times...and when I say you with her you act like I was blind"..james says wait a minute bridget
just what are you tryin tell me?..."not only im I
I put on, for myself
Know I got to
You see me, in the lead
And it's not you
I'm above, anyone
That would block you
I'm a do it, gotta do it
Cause I
You can see the sunlight shining off the surface to the sky
And you can hear the motors running from the boats as they go by
You can hear the kids
bobby
From 3 day old chili to saki with wosabi
I'm home hey I'm home
You never met a motherf***er quite like me
Not like me, dida dada like me, hey like
Niggas prayin' on my downfall (straight up)
These niggas prayin' on my downfall
Straight up from the bleachers, but I'm a different creature
I
separate ways
You the black Al Bundy
Listen man, I'm feeling real upset today
Cause I heard you paid some niggas from Grape
Street to fuck up our battle
Don't stop, cop that, watch
That, won't stop, Talkin' there
Too hot, goldilocks
You could call me papa bear
Lynch Mob status, met a girl from Paris
Said
famous from a god dang laptop
Rollin', lookin' clean like
A life-sized Matchbox ex girl, hit my line
Turned into a missed call
You can call me Trump 'cause
Tinted riding low through the city
Blowing on spinach
Get it I'm a h-u-s-t-l to the er we are
All getting to the money nigga flee off
Keep on, i love it
control when they daring me
Not too but on the low I'm just there to be
Something others are just not know they fearing me ya hearing me
You know I get
This is a drum loop (You heard me right)
I ain't even got no talent
But I'm still got' end up on Jimmy Fallon
Witcho girl
I'm not even rapping I'm
There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from - you could run, but you can't hide Forever, son
Stacking ammo like Nic Cage in Lord of War, change
with me tonight
Butternut ‘federat
Boy you gon’ fix me
With tangy-sweet Dixie
Bang bang from impending
I lose you and it’s trending
You’d tell me
fuck
He from da country I got me a duck
Finessin an flexin, I'm switchin it up
She throw, I throw she picking it up
Runnin up on me you tryin yo luck
If
make it five so I make it out
Too many bands I can't keep count
Well I'm flowing now
So you heard about
This kid coming so I'm making sounds
Ripple water
on earth
I'm coming yes I'm coming
I'm sorry that I made you wait
Yes I'm coming, good God I'm coming
I hope and pray it's not too late
Can't you
on and forsake me
You're gonna pull me straight through
Sonny boy you're sent from heaven
And I know your worst
You've made a heaven for me
Right here on earth
I'm
There are many people
I'd like to get drunk on a boat with
I have information
That will defraud the u.s. government
I plan to let it out as soon
to the county cops
Got a lot of haters in a county line zone
But that's okay 'cause I'm
Sittin' on my throne
You ain't doin' it how I'm doin' it
So go talk that
don't have one, go and have you one, uh (hah)
I'm just havin' fun, my old flow was from Michigan
My life a lavish one, I touch down cold like Michigan
Whoa, yeah!
Mister President, Mister Immigration Man
Let me in, sweetie to your fair land
I'm Tampa bound and Memphis too
Short Fat Fanny is
Whoa, yeah!
Mister President, Mister Immigration Man
Let me in, sweetie to your fair land
I'm Tampa bound and Memphis too
Short Fat Fanny is
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