Lyrics:
dont smoke weed
Out of breath my face is blue ill make you bleed
Flows are crazy and fast like ski
Mask off like future im hooded
You stone faced im
sitting pretty on the side of the road
Melting competition like its salt in the snow
Fuck the fat checks just want my name to be known, yeah
Walked all the way home man you know my feet were tired
Saw a little kid
He was swimming in the sea
Then I ran him over in my fucking jet ski
Chilling with
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
We ain't no sheep
I heard BLM scammed a lot of people out here
I know Sleepy Joe & Hunter Biden Criminals
Yeah you know we won by a landslide
Biden
corner Ozzie?s still drulling?
And his Cut- Man is Kiss? Gene Simmons,
And it looks like a standing-8-Count,
It?s goin? to the judges and the fat lady
to say
With a slainte Joe and Erin go
My love's in Ameri-kay
The calling of the rosary
Spanish wine from far away
I'm a free born man of the USA
in the industry
Boss with the Lee jeans, bad man, you know V
They say he's a cross between Adnan Khashoggi
And Sho Kosugi
He said your chain is sure
money
You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy
So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin
And countin my blessings
And pray for
Lean, pyrex swig, my hopper and chop man's hat
Them boy love talk and the net, but live in the flesh, them man turn flash
What's the angle, show me
put on my ski and now we running laps
Yeah I'm in that mode pussy nigga get back
Yeah you thinking you the shit
Till they put it in a bag
And I barely
of ill shit on my block, happen nightly
East New York is no joke kid
And peace to my man Hass doin his bad
I went to Flatbush to buy incense and weed
like Biden Joe
I'm an artist now not van Gogh
"Man let me show you how to cook man get out my face, let me show you"
Yea, that's my people's right there man
With blood over there? Yea, that's my people
Guns over there? Yea, that's my people
Every time they pass me
threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in
Grazing the rim they call me Steph
Tossing the salad and I ain't no chef
Swooping in with my tongue like a talon
DJ Khaled ain't eating
Mans invalid
much show and tell
My country is known for cartels
Not gonna lie took an L
Picked myself up when I fell
Variety drugs that I sell
Respected by my
Thirty on my neck, don't get to reachin', Fat Joe, lean back (lean back)
Back back of that Maybach, she in my lap, damn (yeah)
I'm slidin' through your
a beautiful lie man I'd rather die
Mixed emotions got me feel like tie n dye
When shit done hit my feelings my oh my
Never could've saw that coming from your
how I flipped it, preme
The base mixed in with the high clap, mean
Made me 2 step hit the shoulder lean
Straight dime by my side clear face no
face
I've been a demon in my life
I keep a ski mask on my head
'cause I've been schemin' on my life
Apply that pressure every time, bitch
We the meanin'
vacant
When I'm stuck in my thoughts it's amazing
Shawty sinking and I got him shaking
Body shaking
If a nigga pull up I'ma face him
Man I love all these
Man, I'm tired of apologising for being right all the time, stay pissed
I got Saturn at the front my neck and Venus at the back
Breath is staggered
[Performed by Billie Joe Armstrong]
I ain't a politician
I'm just a bad musician
Whatcha gonna do for me?
Do you have a taste for
Sex and blood
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