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should've stopped him
I don't run out of bars
Just like Chip, I don't run out of bars
Walk in the rave, put the glass to your face
Look, I make fuckboys run

Holding down fort like they Bonnie N Clyde 

Luxury cars of all makes and models 

New outfits everyday, downin' champagne by the bottle 

Glass in

What ?!


I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get a bag and dip (Dip Dip)
If I make em mad

House on fire
Violet skies
Cross the line then
Can't go back and change your mind
This shit fine
I'm alright
Let me burn up while I
Sip this glass

[Violent J]
Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up
Road by

Bust down, all gold Philipe
Bentley with the red velvet seats yeah
Stars in the ceiling go to sleep
Bricks on the water got 'em wrapped up in

One by one the teardrops dry
Night by night the less I cry
Piece by piece my heart is mending
Oh-whoa
Brick by brick the road is paved
Mile by mile I

State Vs Kirk Jones

The Guess Who

Black Trash: The Autobiography of Kirk Jones

2000

20 past, I saw the S class 
Pull up in the reflection in the mirror in the store glass 
And quicker that you could say, nigga kiss my ass 
He hopped

Guess what I'm buying
She a model in that earth tone skin
With her lil chocolate ass
Shaped like an hour glass
Shorty like my lil Alexis Phifer in

"I grabbed the mic and try to say, 'yes
Y'all' "
(Starin' at the world through my rearview​​​)
(​​"Somebody in the house say YEAH!")
"I grabbed

Press my face against the glass
Spend the whole day inside my head
I am the passenger
Spend the whole day inside my head
I am the passenger
Spend

his bitch in my passenger
Shawty got drunk of the Moët
You play around, my niggas after you
You lacking like bitch where your pole at
Me and my young

Ferraris
Poured cash on my dealer, made him hand me my car keys
Bad baby in my passenger, too old for a car seat
Drop the top over her head
She drops the top

your lil hoe by your side in the passenger seat
Yeah she up in a panic
My bros running up and blamming
Get you wrapped up I'm not talking ceramic
Get you

For all the introverts, in the mutha fucking house
Uh, yo
I don't want none ya time
Don't want ya vibe, get the fuck up out my life
I'm tired

a couple G's down by the lake
Hell yeah I got 'em but they'll be straight

[Verse 2 - Pimp]
We be 6 deep creepin'
In a Deville sittin' up on D's with

fooled by our facade
You done street shit
Old beef shit I never squashed
What if I was in that
Wheelchair instead of Josh?
Thinkin' what if Pop Smoke

FYBR (First Year Being Rich)

A$AP Rocky

Cozy Tapes, Vol. 2: Too Cozy

2017

a billion by thirty-six

Top of the year? I was broke (cash out)
Done been had lint in my pocket
Now I'm plugged like a socket
Bankrolls in my pocket

the water like
The brick had gills
You breathe in the pot when it form into rock
Keep my heat on my waist
By the stove 'cause it's hot
Ain't shit sweet, nah,

on
Hit a nigga dead in the chest, like Saquon with the stiff arm
Damn, I'm thinkin' drive bys (yeah, yeah), yeah
Walk ups, run downs, kick doors and lay

the opps, they called twelve
I been trapping since twelve, selling nicks and bricks and bales
Narcotics and plenty sales, glass bowls and pocket scales

to crack a joke if no one there to laugh it up
What's a night ride if I ain't got no passenger
Pass it up, cuz it got me feeling sick in the belly
Kool Aid

the map like alchemists 
clways stay lit we can't resist 

Tombstones of white down brick by brick
Can't feel my legs my girls to thick

No loans take what

the house and let both them go
Balenciaga mask on like, "Where'd Covid go?"
Walk in Delilah's, forty deep like I own Death Row
Say it with my chest,