Lyrics:
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
the proof
But try to shoot up places like they Dylan Roof Benjamin stunting I'm covered by swoups
Niggas been balling I grew up round hoops
I'm my own man
a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
I got a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
I'm that weirdo
Dripped out fit ice on my neck is sub zero
In my zone won't slow my roll I stack pesos
So much bread can't count by hand its big bank
But some of us are stuck in a cell
All you need is love, love, love
And a bloody good tunnel as well
You could get here by aeroplane or boat
Not
black-on-black crime, but it's fuckin' murder
This beat ain't even mixed, but it's fuckin' perfect
They paid a hundred for my tape and it was fuckin' worth it
shit get mixed in
I don't need no blender for that shit, but you can put the mix in
Stay down to my niggas
All came up, I came up with my rich friend
Bitch don’t tell me no lie I'ma need sum proof
When it’s up it get stuck like gorilla glue
All my niggas gon' ball 'cause they love to shoot
So don’t even
penetrate
It's goin' straight be a facial, unless we chase you
As we escape through your pockets
By all means necessary the rest is secondary
Goin' for
When I step inside the booth to tell the truth, yes I do my dance
I can never loose and smash on you if you choose my mans
I am living proof, I had
It'll rush right by you
You lived a lie for five hundred days
When all you had to say was
The truth
Look at all those things
You've got on your sleeve
through the crowd, hard to see, comin through
(Watch out, watch out, watch out, comin through comin through kid)
Spill my over-proof is drippin from my
Tie my shoe laces tight as a lasso 'round my ankle
Crossed across my shoe - I take off for the cross: escape the fatal
The weight of all my sins have
keep a blick tucked it's up by surprise
I don't give fuck, I just hide around
I get the cash, baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city then
killing my vibe
Hoping and wishing that I don't let this negativity get to my mind
Hundred proof liquor and swishers suppress how I'm really feeling inside
brakes
Trust this danger in me I know ain't much out my range
Some of y'all be so hard to look at, yo get out my face
Lil' sister know I'm judging her I'm
dimension (yes)
Witness my ascension to the Heavens, right
Like Christ on the third day
I'm nice with the wordplay
Master of all that I survey (come on)
blue hundreds in my bag (my bag)
"YG, how you feel about the hundreds bein' blue?"
Nigga, I ain't mad
The Crips know I'm with this Blood shit
Need
I'm amazed,
By the expansion of the stars across the sky
That shine above me
There's no way
A hundred million atoms all combined
To place me here
I'm a nazi munchausen by proxy
I killed of all the killers Young is in the villa
I pounce like a gorilla y'all soft like a chinchilla
My brain is
Word
Word
100
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yup, yup, yup
Yeah, yeah, yup, yup, yup
Yeah, yeah, yup, yup, yup
(Shoutout to my team)
Yeah, yeah, yup, yup,
a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some Genuine, Draft
I'm genuine, like Vinny's whinin all about cash
Cash, cash, so indeed I got the weed
the system that’s trynna control ya
Trip cause I’m clumsy, I promise I’m sober
Surrounded by snakes so I spit like a cobra
All of my burdens are feeling like
you
Got on my shoes of peace
A peace that passes all understanding
People dwell in a world of hell
But I won't be moved by what he throws at me
Got my
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