Lyrics:
and leave all my clothes behind
But I got Willie, Waylon and Woody Guthrie
Jimmy Buffett, Lyle Lovett and Bobby Gentry
Jerry Jeff, Bob Dylan, Donnie
banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it ain't nothing but gun play
Nigga to catch this nigga I'm ready to peel
that's promised, death and taxes
And a dope ass tour by L-O-G-I-C
Cordae and JID, but that shit ain't free, now check it (Sinatra)
Yeah, and on that
solid nowadays I don’t think it’s nobody
But I got my nigga Wan yea I’m Jordan and he Scottie
So if something happen to him then you know I’m dropping
They don't understand it
They keep praying on my downfall, waiting for a brick but I can't miss
Got em lookin' like damnit
Caught her by surprise but I
they talk fun but all in vain
Gaping at the dapper men with derby hats and canes
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
they talk fun but all in vain
Gaping at the dapper men with derby hats and canes
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
they talk fun but all in vain
Gaping at the dapper men with derby hats and canes
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
Devil tried to buy my soul but it's too expensive
Ugh, she said that money was her new religion
Paper multiplying we don't do division
I used to ride
motherfucking kill him
I said I really want to kill him, but I can't
Cause if I do po po gon claim I'm the villain, but I ain't
See my vision from pictures I
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
Haters try to block my shine but they about to witness
They gon' have to witness
See with this little light of mine I'm about
to handle my business
her a ride
I said "If I do that
You gotta give me head while Ray Charles drive"
'Cause I ain't for the tricking, no I ain't
I'm with my main bitch
Niggas watching what i say on internet they trolling me. Not bothered by it
Cuse that shit is really old to me.
Shake and bake like Ricky Bobby
(Shake
Meet my ol' friend Bobby Dean
You know he's building a machine
That'll do a hundred in just four seconds flat
But gettin' to the starting gate
Well,
say
If I told you that I won't be by today
Would you say that
I'm just a bus driver
And what do I know
Just a bus driver
And what do I know
Just
such a hit with me and the boys
What - you need some candy
A magazine, some toys
To take back home
To Bobby and the boys
Yes i remember Bobby
Mr.
the alley (Oop)
Don’t see’em damn, I might dunk it by myself (Dunk it up)
Pretty face, but inside she feels scaly (Goddamn)
All my homies bumping reddy at La
cause I'm so oblivious
But you know my heart lies with you
Why you so mysterious?
How do you live your life no lows just highs?
As if it's my fault you
getting easier to see through the deception|I can't say but all I can really do is give perspective|I always had a hard time admitting how I feel|So
She shakin it up like she doing it for ransom
The way she throw that ass when dancin
She killin it, Charles Manson
And she going strong, Samson
I think
through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I've sung with Ethel Merman (5)
Swung with Woody Herman (6)
Played a gig in Germany with Ogerman (7) too
widowed bride
But you'll find there's more to it when
You hear how they all died
At sixteen she met Charles
It was love at first sight
They married Sunday
I've been staying up for days tryna Get that dough
I've been all in my ways no time for a Hoe
If I gotta do the race Ricky Bobby on A hoe
Yeah I
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