Lyrics:
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You don't even have half the mileage
Weak flows from you demon rappers
On the track watch me pass by ya
Oh you think you flawless
(Sure)
Well would
surrounded by all his realest niggahs
More like weasels the way they did people
Blood or not if it was food then they was go eat you
Niggahs didn't greet you
cobwebbed windows thick and dignified with dust
Place was deserted or so i thought until a green eyed stick figure at the counter muttered welcome in my dear
you show me love, that's when im coming through
So when you call me don't be cold, winter time
And baby when you come back home, dinner time
cuz baby
whipped
Spinning wild in the world
Coming back twirling the hearts
All tangle up
Caught in her curls
You were sitting on top of the bar
Seemed right at home
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
the kuh
My new bitch gettin' fucked in the butt
Ridin' by the trap see me sitting in the truck
Niggas say they coming threw but they see me strapped up,
out and alone
But I back it on up, turn it around, take it on home
I take it on home to a woman who sticks by me
'Cause I believe she'd do the same if
me take this break and then I'm coming back
When Im Ina stu I feel alone I feel I'm by my self chrome hearted
But I gotta keep a chrome dont need
manifest in the games that be coming with it
Never the less you gotta go for the gusto
But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears
And losing some
coming down
I don't know what to believe now
Cuz I see the people
Crying till they
Find the best way
To our home
I see the moment going down
Don't know
was even bigger
Never had a father and I needed you to be the figure
We're forgetting that we had a brother that was even bigger
We were figures just
Yeah
I got a chrome on a song
It’s like that
She gotta go home
I’m right back
She gotta know know
I like that
Yeah, Woah
I gotta go home
Be right
Girl I'm gone
50 worth of vodka, I don't think I'll make it home
Another shot of Kracken, I don't think I'll make it home
Trying to make something
Tryna figure out a new plan
Baby girl you is bad to the bone
Back to the throne
I don't even care how I'm gettin' home
I don't even know
If I got
stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo
Walking out the club had too many rounds
Trippin round
Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home
Hit it raw period
forming figures out of splashes turning back to shatters of dried blood
Irresistible to some
Annoying to others
Driven by the winds
Caught inside the fins
I said stop flaggin'
Tell my momma that I'm comin' home
Tell the world that it wouldn't be long
Ask my hoes wassup with they phones
Tell 'em I'm
take your bitch niggas
I'm on the streets, tell the labels, "Up them six figures"
You're talking waps that you ain't got
So, I don't get triggered,
the act of grabbing 'em by the pussy and pay off lawsuits
Of myself, I'll be so full
I'll get a yacht that's the size of my home school and
Land with
As you can go, below zero
Without a doubt I never been tooken out
By a nigga, who couldn't figure
Yo, by a nigga, who couldn't figure
Yo, by a nigga,
got no liver
Waist on slimmer
Tinashe always comes with a friend told her bring her
Club still kicking like the show by Malinga
So we ain't coming home
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