Lyrics:
You can take several seats
Tryna make me a billy off rappin' and beats
Livin' presidential in executive suites
When you come from the field, gotta take
straight pipes
Straight poppin' off (yeah)
Bowtie on the billet, this honkey's hot
Watch me sizzle all my country fried shit
Eatin' rappers out the skillet
the waves?
It's not half what it seems
Sometimes sun shines when it rains
But take it off me
Not caged up and not free
You said it, your lifetime, you've had
Wait till I get off this juice
Wait till I get off this juice
Baby why you acting so rude
I'm in a blacked out Range Rov rippin' down Rodeo
I be
he'll point blank me
I don't buy it
If it's beef then I'ma fry it
I wont toss the skillet, I'ma hide it
I Had off his skillet just for trying
Crease God
celebrity
Double my figures by February
Stare at me heavily
Life is in jeopardy
Already killed yo ass mentally
Now it got physical
I am More lyrical
talking
buck, buckin' 'em down
Buck, buckin' 'em down, buck, buckin' 'em down
Buck, buckin' 'em down, buck, buckin' 'em down
Ninety-three comin' off with
But that's part of the show
The beat's bumping harder
Than when Demi does blow
Oh no! I shouldn't have said that
Now everyone is mad at me like I called
kid
You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch
This New Era be cappin', uh
Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T,
dropped by the cops
I'm bad, understand me with the game I kick
I got crazy bitches like a Trojan on my dick
Yo Hobb we got more rep than Lucky Luciano
homie rotten in a cell
And no other way to hell fuck
Burning in the motherfuking cell Fuck
Let me just get it I need my bail fuck
Fucked by a system
logo
Copped some shit
I’m swaggy with it
Wavy by the Boat Load
Weed and the Henny the only thing that Keep me hella throwed
I’m Zooted I’m Zooted
Zooted
time, and now I'm free
I'm a dope one, ready to rip and wreck shop
I will not stop, I won't be dropped by the cops
I'm bad, understand me with
in the back
Where I supply the sounds on stage
Cops in the race that's why we're always on the front page
Rippin' shit up, me and my yellow nigga
can’t slow down
I be rippin through these streets and they flashing yellow lights
Screaming at me Slow slow down god damn
Screaming at me slow down slow
over drunk waters
So heat up the skillet, so I can cook MC's like gizzards
And beat that ass when you're off to see the wizard
Oh is it, that bad
feel my brothers soft
& if they on some shit, I tell my brothers off
You need to act like ya worth & shit my brothers cost
& imma heat up the skillet
or rippin' a bong
I'm just tryna' get my fix
Let me get that dopamine, baby give me that dopamine
That bamma weed you smokin', ain't fuckin' with the OG
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
off ya, get that up off ya
Get, get that up off, *** you know what this is
Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya
Get, get that up off , *** you
haters stay lame
Won't stop until I hear the crowd screaming my name
Boy my image won't diminish
Even in my final minutes
Cook these haters in a skillet
and the clothes I wear
Look at the way my that my necklace glare
Cars exotic pimp skillet narcotics
Got 'em pimp skillet, sippin' on some Hypnotiq
Pimpskillet
these demons
who speak to me
in my slumber an
I answer
when I awake
But define
by my minds inner twine
line of what's right
can I find the hind
Rippin' off all my chains and imma put an end to your reign
Water fallin' sky down
Look me in the eyeball
You might try to catch me
But you can't read my
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