Lyrics:
chilling blunt in hand
Honey on my weetabix
A couple hundred grand
Still probably wouldn't leave the sticks
Been chilling in BFE
Since I was only 3-6
Months
and beg for our forgiveness
We never forgot what you did to us
All love when I cherish every grudge
Bless you with a death by thousand cuts, yeah
Words like
Missing meals, taking pills, getting drilled and killed by rapists
Is that too much? that's the truth you dumb fuck
You think your life's full of luck, it
butter
Clout like I'm kylie jenner
Fly in this gucci sweater
Most of my dawgs ain't rowdy
Man step through in a three piece suit cos the og's know that it
to patrz jak brzmi
Widzę tych ludzi Warszawa lśni
A ty dajesz mi miłość co się tli
Czuj się jak u siebie w domu
Serce otwieram ci
Nie wierze w omen, żyje
Już
Hook)
(Verse 3 - Catalyst)
If you pay me by the hour,
Take a guess how I spend time.
Heartbeat rocking
To the beep on my lifeline.
I spit bars like
you see me,and now you don't
Presto
(Verse 3 Germy)
Only intrigued
By psycho psychosis.
Outcast and outlandish
Type of hypnosis.
Bleeding from
the loop
With good balance of tunes
I reciprocate the energy
By singing along
Bro we high as fuck
Its only half way gone
Blink through the fog
Like we gotta
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three
causes a chemical reaction
把我变成了派对里的催化剂
turning me into the party catalyst
我嘴抹了蜜 A to the P
Put honey on my lips A to the P
马上就变身 5 4 3 2 1
Transforming
A revolution never come with a warning
A revolution never sends you an omen
A revolution just arrived like the morning
Ring the alarm we come to wake
casually evolve into the visage of a serpent
Left home and acquired a slow twitch
From working all night by the light of an old fridge
Might be the lone
state with a sentence
Frozen weight in a couther
Six plates to soup ya
On due we always cruise
Right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin with sal
I
Fly my pretty
However, stay close to me
Omen bearer, ecstatic shiver
Like a woman just crossed my grave
Almost blind sight for sour eyes
Thanking God he blessing me with these divine omens
I see that boy Imma pull that trigger don't care if my fingers frozen
Walking round the Heidelberg
The three dimensional professional projections of spectral light
Connected from selection, air-tight
The isolated, the decisive, victory stimulated
growing, get lost in time Roman
Cannabis competitions like Romans
Still hit the woods by sloaning
Lime green or good omen pBS reruns of Conan
Trading places
the sands of time, stampeded by a million broncos
Through the congo, beneath the cosmos, Priest the 5th apostle
I'm like Picasso, I paint a hot flow,
Strange portents are seen in the skies
Ill omens they are borne
And naked Morris Dancers make crop circles in the corn
A comet races through the sky,
take a page from Boity
But some of you kinders just disappoint
They'll anoint me as the omen
Many are called fewer are chosen
We are legendary soldiers
She's beautiful
It's clear
I've thought things that have sealed my fate
To think in the first place is folly
By the time it's been done, it's too late
heat with three jackets on
Smack attack your form cause when I spit I run shit so thick
Cats think I pack a marathon
Back to Babylon in a see through
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