Lyrics:
to adjectives
Don't need a Weapon Plus to prove I'm adamant, dog
With prose, nouns, I do something profound, and mix it with pro sound
While preachin' it
Colleen is missing you Natane is missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)
By the way, Big we missing you Pac we missing you
We feel
There you go with yo bad azz, aye
Ugh, colder than December, car out the shop
Big daddy did it again, like it or not
Pose for the camera, Snapchat
at home, invite all my friends
Open up a brew or two, smoke some Cali green
On my Carolina shit, Ev' do his Cali thang
(it's poppin) i show him how we lean
I guess they find it too fucking cheesy
Like a big mac rotting in their backseat
This beat is instrumental to the mental
Gotta get the weight off my
still get it poppin', let me get them keys
I still do the proper, do the BET's
I still roll it proper, let my niggas feast
Still in that 'Rarri blowing
Rewind that one time please
Should it be, can it be simple
Life is like the tempo of a No I instrumental
Things that we been through define who we
I can bust you out with my super sperm!"
I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it
An' I'm here an' I'm there, I'm Big Ban Hank, I'm
lost stable
We do it big, just everyday
You know that I'm with it
Through silence, Mami I ain't here to pretend
Let me know where to begin
Cause we can
want no damn problems
I ain't see a thing, your Honor
We sit back, smoke marijuana
I know you can smell it on me
I can do kickbacks, I don't do the clubs
a
Nigga fresh off the couch
Then I pull up in that white thing
But I don't mean it as if
It's something to brag about
Shit, my car's just white man
Sharp
launcher
And send it to Mitch McConnell
Just as big of a bitch as Donald, shit's on, bruh (haha)
Let me sing this shit soprano while I do it pizzicato
I see I'm meant for bigger things, not today's slavery
Instrumental's by the dozen move em like a QP
Puffing gas if it's pretendo throw it like a QB
Oh, you didn't think we can do it again
Twista, Kanye West from Po Pimpin' to Poppin' Tags
From Champions to Slow Jammin', oh, baby
We can even
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
big plans
Talk less do more
Never switch on the team
That's street code know it like a name brand
Big shouts going to the man full of greatness
Never go
do it by myself but it's a task
If you can't stand me I suggest you sit
If you can't try me better get a grip
These diamonds cold, icy, they're so
And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called The Freak
And when ya finally do come into your rhythmic beat
Send it up, we don't want peace
No one can fuck with the beats
I do what I please
Do it on each song
They gon' send shots, but I pass 'em to shawty now
thunder
Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up that's how the ball bounce
The cookie crumbles
That's what the guns do dead you
Oh, you didn't think we can do it again
Twista, Kanye West from Po Pimpin' to Poppin' Tags
From Champions to Slow Jammin', oh, baby
We can even
I keep it cool, baby
Kid Cudi, riding the cuddy
As by the girls yeah they on scream love me
Double oh represent it til I'm finished
Ask bout GOOD
might be a plan that I'm choosen
Don't get in confusion
Because I'm known for showin' examples how I do it
Thinkin' I'm new to this, because I'm
What's happenin'
It's EsEyeEx just rappin'
Stayed up late smokin' baked
Sheep the only thing I'm counting (whoo)
2,4,6,8 nights up (yeah)
No sleep my
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