Lyrics:
worth all the time that I'm spending on y' all, I'll never switch up my persona
Yo, aye it ain't no question, I'm toxic as fuck, like when you mix bleach
time to OT bop
And it ain't about cash and it ain't about cops
It's about them hands on da clock
Man they move too quick gotta move this drop
This bad b
to the land, of unfree man,
To move about and catch trout, by the dozens?
Even had my cousin locked down, at the feet shackled;
A one-way seat,
inside it
You ain't gotta worry about your man knowin' a thing
I'll meet you around whatever time that you arrange
I'm a different type, come with
this suspense well your fin to rest for a long time
Never drop a dime not a good sign when your in a pine box
And all want to reminisce you all the girls
I do it like the best of the greatest, not the worst
Like welfare day, can't stop the first of the month
Can't stop Short Dawg neither
Got a good
And I had to leave school
A few times
And it was pretty shitty
And I was really evil
To a lot of people
And I lost
A bunch of
Good friends
And my
(They know my name by now
But if not
A Bands
A Bands
A Bands
Bands
Bands)
9 PM she say she lit (lit)
That was all part of the script (script)
Kush
turns cold and it's time to go.
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo you can bury my soul in the radio.
Lookin' in the rearview all I see is dirt
Just waking up, man I'm feeling good
Doing even better, like a nigga should
Woke up feeling like, I should have it all
Really getting to it, like I
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
balance, regain my way
Mum and Dad, it all worked out okay
Kissing Kyle, kissing Dan
Damn I'm such a lucky Man
Things get thrown round to radio sound
Best
brought me to the land, of unfree man
To move about and catch trout, by the dozens
Even had my cousin locked down, at the feet shackled
A one-way seat,
alright tonight
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get this letter
It's four pages but my name ain't
mayne, I'm a hustler for real
Gotta get it while its good, ain't no time to wait
Its dangerous in my hood, with plenty money to make
I'm drinking
need a good reason
To let anything rip
Radio's cold
Solar's infected
One by one
I'll knock you out
God is alone
Hardware defective
One by one
a good reason
To let anything rip
Radio's cold
Soul is infected
One by one
I'll knock you out
God is alone
Hardware defective
One by one
I'll
Don't need a good reason
To let anything rip
Radio's cold
Solar's infected
One by one
I'll knock you out
God is alone
Hardware defective
One
turn your headtop into a sauna
My mix sounds shit on your car radio
No licence so I ain't got a car radio
Off licence, gotta bring some Jack Daniels
doing this shit you doing man
Nobody doing this shit like you man, know what I'm saying
You been patient for too long man
Time to turn up now, on god
Radio Killer!
Welcome to Radio Killer Records
Everybody's dating,
Until they learn to love you baby
She a fast life liver with a ass like
a flex
Through the good and the bad times
I always felt blessed
Meditate my moves yeah
Like a game of chess
I don't like to wait man
So I always press
up the posse, It's time to get drippin'
I'm freakin' each sunroof, to keep ya suckers trippin'
Everybody's lookin', if your jealous, turn around
couple features
If i start I'm going all in it's Courvois and by the litre
Autumn time for Libra
Copping quarters off a dealer
On the corner by St.
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