Lyrics:
tattoos
Do not act rash boy your life is hanging by a thread
You get two strikes on the third filleting you instead
Thunderclap flash, zenny stance
The car I drive, La Ferrari
When I go by, smoke in your eyes
So open your eyes, the joke's on you guys
And you ain't gotta be a mason to see through
The car I drive, La Ferrari
When I go by, smoke in your eyes
So open your eyes, the joke's on you guys
And you ain't gotta be a mason to see through
Moski: ""And it all falls down!""
All: ""I've been letting it all fall down by the waste side, by the waste side. Yeah I've been letting it all
shirt
I got my eyes closed you could do your dirt
And by the way, do you still got that school girl skirt?
Like the cops imma watch her watch me
Shot with
it poppin'
Hit me
Front that shit this the south side, got a fat dick on your mouth wide
I've come to take outside, nah do it right here
Hop out
it poppin'
Hit me
Front that shit this the south side, got a fat dick on your mouth wide
I've come to take outside, nah do it right here
Hop out
to me and I'll dust her
Pops got the LP phat, track on hit
Laid by the motherfuckin' Bobcat
Ninety-three suckas want me to go out
Throw the ho out
AND CARLY WALKS
INTO SAME HALL AND ROLLS HER EYES.
SAM: AND WHAT AM I AGAIN?
KID: PRETTY AND SWEET.
SAM: THANK YOU. NOW THE NEXT TIME…
CARLY INTERUPTS BY
my crew back
I shoot a .30 like Stephen Curry, my shoes wack
So locomotive, you lose track, confuse facts
You thinking Kodak, but with more thought
or I'm coming for your fucking neck
I know it's in my name but on this track I ain't feeling dead
Super Saiyan drip wrapped around my waist and by my legs
you double
Won't play your borough
Can't avoid George Floyd 'til
The case is settled baseless devils
Empty out and replace the metal
Face the treble,
and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is
friend
The boy me nuh pree
Cause I man a speng
Come again Come again
Mr patch Mr patch
With the mac the gat
Nah shoot none a dem
Even though them a enemy
the grips come out
Get your ass a set of wings when the fifth rung out (Yeah)
They knocked his dad hat off his head
Closed casket, that's a bonus, did him
song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts,
freedom fetish so the drop is befitting
Them tittys sitting like 20s, she gotta get in
Come here I can take you outta your frame
She stepping out on her
and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is
(Goddamn)
Stopped, with a tac
All perched up in the ride
With my boys by my side
MIA, don’t ask why (Ok)
Bring your plate round my house
If you need some
shirt, the net worth
To shoot the rock homey in many courts of ball
Four couldn't do it, so we bring all six
I circumcise the track, you just a dick
down then I chant it out loud
Oh my God what're you talking about?
An incantation to pull your soul out
Watch your husk fall while I claim what is mine
baby. I'ma be my boy
Used to be a schemer, boy. Got your love in my blood
I shoot that shit right up. I'll never overdose
I love you to the comatose.
portrait I knock it out the frame
I like when chicks don't dress like strippers in action
So it's a bonus when she get naked and thick as a accent
Got tired
the brake
Niggas eyes closed when he shoot
Better use a Drake
Or a switch don't miss
Cuz we don't do mistakes (ha)
Accuracy a must ain't no May Day (Ain't no
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