Lyrics:
the day with getting
Hammered right at Moe's Tavern
I do not follow most patterns
I'm post race, post-sex
Post-trends and I'm post manners
I swear to god my
Netflix and booze, sex in the room, smoking and do yeah you get the clue
We sticking like glue, we keeping it cool
Netflix and booze, sex in
Year's day with a crowds slide
All the way to new years eve
Drink ma beer, blow my green
Touchin' in a state of mind
In this here great state of mine
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
my friends 'cause it's just how we were made
And with every passing day life is feeling great
Sippin' warm Baja Blast even God knows I fucking ate
So listen to Khalifa's instrumentation
While I tell you that all across the nation
Our blood still runs green & yellow
Yeah huh huh, you know what it
that I created private worlds
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls
Daily records
Daily
Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
Blood, blood, blood blood
You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
You coulda come from Fire House
Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
Blood, blood, blood blood
You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
You coulda come from Fire House
last four Cass'
(forecast) i seen that movie
Wasn't you a part of that Next Day Air cast?
Coincidence, cause my homies will
Shoot ya hype man and next
on the ground
So I sat there in silence with blood filling up a towel while she gave me abuse
I know it was the booze but I gotta be honest
First it was my dad
One day, you said
Hey Ray, Take me on fucking holiday
Somewhere down by the sea, but some green
Good food, good booze, with two dogs and good tunes
green in my blood, I got grind in my system
Switchin' lanes, by the way that niggas feelin'
Is you honest or is you tryna make a million off a nigga
talking and you’ll become another one murdered by X
Chorus: 2x) You say im young blood/ but i kill just as good as you/ you say im young blood/ but i
find him
But these days craves more than a fling
Why date a prince when ya loved by a king
Hole on the pole for the money n bling
But the holes in her
Grr grr grr grr grr
Whole heap of dog an gorilla them Ina the zoo you know
Grr Move
Fatty stepped in da room
Bad bitches n booze
We finna make us ah
the ass
Running their mouth and spewing their sass without class
What's with all the fucking swearing
All that sex, jazz and booze
It doesn't matter how
I like them bars with the jukebox up an'
Backyards with them solo cups an'
Day drinkin' when it's half-past noon
But there ain't no party like my
himself crazy with booze, bombs, and ladies
His gun one more bullet, this time he'll go home
On the day that love died I married my bride
And we buried her
Red blood
Ohhhhhhhh
Red blood green light
Red blood green light
Red blood green light
Red blood green light
Red blood green light
Red blood
It would be nice to relax with some booze and polyamory
But how can you get it up with the anxiety of this insanity
It would be nice to just watch
Colors I see Red
Colors Money all Blue and Green
Colors keep Blue Steel
Colors all Gold in my grill
Colors Red blood stains on bills
Colors White cocaine
doesn't love me
Kept my blood clean til corrupted by the drug scene
Thugs be obsessed with their guns and their bitches
I'm a politician with a fucked
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
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