Lyrics:
The intro, the Goodie we kinfolk, nigga it's fin to jump off
But now it's time I lay low
'Cause I believe the track goin' cut off
Psych, the track is
way, no other way, there's no better way to live
Like sugar ass hoes that squeal, white king easy but real
Southern crunk but your station the bunk
Southern crunk but your station the bunk, while the bass in the trunk
While you blazin' the gun an' too dirty, ain't no wastin' his bong
Representin'
(We can't see from here right now)
I don't buy much, I buy land, bro
Cologne, Germany (send it off from here)
Four McDonalds, every time I land,
flex
I was on deck like a lifeguard
Try hard really got to stop that flodging
Cool if your brought your brother
We'll make sure it's a bunk bed coffin
on repeat
Now wouldn't that be sweet
Turn off your television
Grace your eyes with something real
Like that polaroid picture of the night a thunderstorm
want,
My head on that totem dear
Connect but won't bunk,
I'm spanking it sinister
Been looking around
It ain't too many winners here
L after L n it get
sayin' I'm cuter
You in the town cold as fuck
I'm in Miami on scooters
Blow the Ruger'll do ya
Started off as a shooter
Told my youngin he cool
That nigga
tons of his beats off YouTube
I steal from my friends
I'll steal from you too
You just stole my thoughts, is it Mewtwo
Making music really really bunk
I'm paying homage
Now they got me
Smoking big doinks in Amish
Pass me the Za
Don't let it be babbage
Pass me some bunk
And I'm splitting your cabbage
I'm off the junk
If it's cool imma send it to Bunk
If it's hard imma send it to Mal
Spray cologne if I'm smelling too loud
uh huh
uh huh
Spray
Yuh
I got a bag full of Runtz
This shit it done made me a bunch
Yuh
These niggas ain't talmbout nun
Racks on yo head like a bun
Off of the percs she
Concrete walls, calling for guards
Sink water all day long
Outside, my family
Sitting there, waiting for me
Darkness got one off me going in
wanna pop one?
I'ma play it smart cuz I ain't sleepin top bunk
But I'ma do da time dey try to make me talk sumn
Girl dat aint a 1-up, man, that nigga all
then move)
Wiggle then move (wiggle then move)
Shake it till you can't, musta' hurt broke off your shoes
Damn, bitch I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch
coast, North and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
J.T., I-I'm ready for you to come home, man
Okay, Pee
I remember when you first, like, went off on us about making music
We turned out, made two
and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
Should I ill or do right?
fault, he was caught in production?
Where a young black life means nothin'
Just because I didn't want to learn your grammar
You say I'm better off in
missin' daddy
I'm ashamed, but the fact is
I wish pops let me off on the mattress
Or should I just hang from the top bunk
But that's goin out like
move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Shake it till you can't
Musta hurt broke off your shoes
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I
Gather roun' 'n hear my story
Oh boy
'Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town
(Stompin' it off, stompin' it off)
He heard a local pianist
What joy
I'm like a dream you see
Don't wanna wake up from me
Her mama can't her away from me
Bunk class to be with me
Put her nigger on hold
I like your
nigga get off my seat
Rap God yeah I run in the skreets
Shit get hella ugly when Tremaine on the beat
Now back to the rap shit put a rapper in a casket
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