Lyrics:
a plot of dirt
Then hit Paul up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on
So we can hit the honey comb before the ganja's gone
The summer
With
the tranny talk for his self
I'ma go bring him out
Goodz acts like he's grabbing someone from
The back of the stage
If I woulda brought that tranny out
You
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
know I'm sick I don't spit I vomit
Got it?
One egg short of the omelet
Simon says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg
And tell him catch up like
the venom like a Nidorino
Everybody wants free rides
Y'all Bag Bak my ass
I'm not Lapras, you all thrash my back
'Cause I carried tracks back
When Wrap was
you back talkin' 'bout that girl pussy stinkin'?"
'Cause she put up a post cosignin' Tekashi snitchin' (ya heard me?)
She thought he was comin' home
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
to me
(Bring it back, Aye!)
Take that nigga money just like that yeah
(Just like that, Aye!)
Then send him home
Bitch I might see you tomorrow morning
to build
Relationships with amazing people, speak to
Amazing people call Elon Musk
Out of the blue, or call
Obama out of the blue…he
Calls the home phone, by
the kid?
You really had to buck him?
You couldn't just snuff him?
Yo he had to lose his wig?
F*** you bring him here for?
What you think I could do?
provin'
He's worth again
With hammer in hand he wins
Retreated to his home
Loki "died" by suicide and Odin
Sat back on the throne
Okay, let's take it back
now behind my eyes, I'm hypnotized, I'll follow
Bring him back home, bring him back home, bring him back home, woah
Bring him back home, bring him
Hey, grandma
Yeah, I'm still out makin' my Uber runs
I'll be home soon
I just got one more pick up, kinda close to 8 Mile
Okay, okay, love you
post
More than prepared to bring back what was lost
Victory! Victory in their camp, is what was needed most
With the ball in her court she couldn't do
hear that?
They're screamin' for you, I can bring your career back"
"But I don't want it back"
"Yes, you do"
"No, I don't"
"Yes, you do, you're
face
Left Paul Prince in the scent, got wet, it turned into paste
Knew Woods fire, he called back, singin' Amazing Grace
They ain't seen real dope from
up
All the home boys just can't get enough
She's a Ph.D., don't even stop
In the back like that goin (top, top, top)
I won't say white girl, won't
DND
Yeah this a tough one
Monkey on my back and it's tap dancing and beat boxing
Come up on the mic and I'm Pete Rocking re-rocking
Kicking it to you
"Simon said come back," I'm like, "Simon dead" (brrah)
Brodie took 'em on a chase and they got the plates, bro, take mine instead (go)
They taxed him
sick I don't spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg short of the omelet.
Simon says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg,
And tell him catch up like
I ask of you first power bring them back to me
We ran a job off top, we had to pop some cops
But still some fools house made us lead us to his stash
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