Lyrics:
to fuck, guns I like to bust, so...
Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
Lay on back, light up the blunts
nigga
Let off some shots if I up the glee nigga
Walk down on a nigga ain’t no drive by
Bullets like some red bull give ya wings and fly high
I just put
somewhere, nigga
(Softly laying on the ground)
Get the fuck up
In my life I have seen people walk into the sea
Just to find memories plagued by constant
on the ground)
Get the fuck up
In my life I have seen
People walk into the sea
Just to find memories plagued
By constant misery
Their eyes cast down fixed upon
(chorus 3)
Who said that funk was done just by one.
Who said that it was never ever done?
Who said the two of us couldn't groove.
It wasn't me but maybe
light on who deceive and mislead
In your face filled up with greed, don't wanna see you succeed
It's the devil who feeds off the minds of those who need
Roll Royce seats (Let's get it)
Fuck on yo bitch, 8 inches deep
Left that bitch, With up and go glee (What?)
Yeah I'm geeking, Yeah I'm tweaking
Got yo
I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!
Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me
stackin' up my bag
Got a rotation full of hitters, I got a cast
There'll be more red on yo body, I ain't talkin' about fuckin' rash
Navigation in space, man,
We don't ever ever
Give fuck
What you want
We just run it up
Hit a lick
On a chump
Just to get the bucks
From the east side
Outside wit the funk
We
and choose it
Right before you lose it, I'm a hit you with my music
I'm fryin' up shit sizzlin' like cyanide
Watch me go inside, please give me room, yo
they all looking at me
Set up a banquet, for dinner some envy
Try with my life whatever you want
I don't give much of a fuck lately
Memories keep playing
dishonor if they act up by my door
Stripping for a tip on the trigger until I click the pole
Could give a fuck if they had enough come on and get some more
Life is full of glee with someone to saw, someone to see
Life's a happy song when there's someone by my side to sing along
I've got everything that I
walk by (by), so eff a drive (drive)
I swing up in it, batting average is half as
Good as Reggie Jackson's, that's why you talk backwards
And, uh,
lay
Up in the shade reminiscin'
On how I fuck the best and shit
Especially when I'm sippin' Baileys
Don't give a fuck about how you
Move with them other
(ice)
Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
care
And just over see like I gotta wake up and see
Wake up, wake up, yea, let's get started, pup, we all in luck
But still don't give a fuck, uh
shoot your gun.
Knock them motherfuckers down one by one.
Money on up. It's in your face.
Gimme no lip or get your fate back here. Ooh. Got it
clways strapped with the pole
Can't be a farmer going to farm with no tool
Riding with niggas who don't give a fuck they shootings shit up ,they some lose
would take that shit back like
I ain't really feelin' how they want it like me
Puttin' on an act like the cast on GLEE and
It ain't even pretty that shit
brothers
Time's ticking, erupt misconduct
Entering one funk before the drum dry up
Dial, style, jab vocab slow
Alphabet run, construction voice might
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
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