Lyrics:
Mark my words if you go and get the vaccine sure nothing will happen right now
But they’re plan to kill billions of people by 2030 is in their plan
rich, black, trap nigga
With a fuckin' 7 figures
A huncho on my wrist
Pull up in the whip with the shit and blow your bitch a kiss
All of this ice
Im Killing Every Song That You Wanna Hear
My Only Fear Is That I Stop Giving It My All
But I Be Damn If I Fall Bitch
Im Standing Tall
Its My Year
Start smoking weed cause I love the aroma
Got a bad bitch she ain't got no diploma
Whipping a Honda this ain't a Tacoma
Sliding my niggas put you in
making 7 figs in a year uh
It's attracted to me, make a G in 5 days, Y'all can never be me
Wanna be my friend? Lookin like you're dreaming sweetie
Walk up
from baggies, triple beams, to jugs for my water
Like a snitch life's a bitch, a world full of drama
Drug paraphernalia being found by my momma
Trauma
and flexin, down in Texas , bitch I do my thing
Future looking brighter, it be shining like a pinky ring
Fuck a nine to five and fuck the system, go against
of every given minute
Here's a jam for the world and the 7 billion in it
Limits we know not
Don't really want to stop
Go-getter's get what they got by
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
.
At the rate we are going the arctic sea will have no ice in it by 2050
Due to global warming. the ocean will rise by 7 to 23 inches in the next 100 years
More
the coming of age film, everything that
I feel's a figment of my future 7 figure check, the only time I feel
Happiness, I ain't even hit it yet, sometimes I
A pistol in my reach
The grimiest of all time is me, officially
(That's a fact, homie)
I done got in this bitch and made history
And proved beyond
for a cup? Three-fifty
What I payed for a pint? A cheap Civic
You got two ears for a reason, bitch, listen
Somehow I got lean on my BB Simon
How
Bitch cause I got bars
Stop and frisk one of the
Best lyricist to exist
No guns on me if you touch my frame
I got a 7 punch combo that'll change the game
history
A cultural connection to the past, which is interesting
Heritage is important. I understand this desire
I want to hear legends of ancestors by
if you don't respect
You know I'm from the 3rd bitch
You gone by casualty bitch
I'ma soldier
(mia x)
Rounding up my soldiers
Scooping up my warriors
I'm a Prime victim every 7-D-S
Momma keep telling me I need to destress
Why my wrists look like a lil whores' dress
Exterminate myself gotta rid my
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
tryna get up with you, this not me from a year ago
I done fucked up commas, my Future hoes ordered numerical
Like which one Imma pick, I fuck with 6
I don't bother nobody I pop my shit
Early morning I'm smoking cause bitch I'm Brick
Nineteen years old but I'm ten years down for this shit
would meet her future husband
By age 27, get engaged a year later
And get married a year after that
But when Kaffy turned 27
She didn't find a husband
Overworked and undersold
Couldn’t see the signals
Said the plan went up in smoke
Seven with the double oh
Bonded by their difference
The city that they living
nigga 'round, they saying greatness is my tendency
No such thing as sympathy, more money, my remedy
Pockets on, heavy D, bitch I'm hot, third degree
that bitch twice
And my future lookin' bright, Ice Spice
Never had a bad day in my life
Could've did ten years in the pen'
So every morning that I
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