Lyrics:
tongue into it, it's a free for all
Get you spinning round the rim like a basketball
Call me Asian buffet I'm a festival
My favorite part's when I don't
and cut nigga's throats
That mean I'm a killer on beats, but a chef to the streets what I'm spittin', it's feedin' the soul
I'm Kid TNT from the east,
L-O-V-E
You special to me
Feel good outside like 73
I turned on your street
Come on outside
You hop in with me
We hop on these beats
For life my nigga
One
it made
Boy you know my chicks is like speakers, 12's and 15's
With mad rump in the trunk if you know what I mean (Ha)
Fuck twitter nigga in real life
five is a little like counting by fives
In fact, if you count it along on your fingers as you count it out loud by fives
Your fingers will tell you how
into my eyes?)
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Could you tell me what you see?)
I see five killer realer niggas ready to roll
into my eyes?)
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Could you tell me what you see?)
I see five killer realer niggas ready to roll
and tell me what it is you see in me (Could you tell me what you see?)
I see five killer realer niggas ready to roll wherever I go
True to pull the trigger,
your people genocidin'
Watch my wave I like to slide in
What you mean you think bout doubting'
What you mean you think bout howling
Ou I was in the coupe
the song
I actually did not know that it would get to
The point that grandmothers are
Talking about it
You know? Like why did I give
Them that level
You know what time it is
When you hear this right?
Yeah, shout out Charlie always
Let's get them fam listen, I mean
Let's get 'em Dave look
Aaaah
Yeah
Look it
I do mean to be too mean
Shining like I do with new bling
And anybody wanna bite our routine
Will get cut like stella
on my phone in like five minutes
I keep my head in my own business
Lies and all of the bull I'm for from it
If you got something to say, you better mean
Chevrolet
Cops pulled them over
Time to pay—the hard way
The killers stood trial
Spent 5 years on death row
In 7 by 10 feet cells
Where the time goes by real
To get the cold
Out my eyes
You wanna
Know who the saddest
Just peep who
Energized
Just cause he smile
Today
Don't mean
He living
So good
They say
on sleepin on me
Imma kill you bitches
While you in pajamas
Got a problem
Minimize it
Lookin like you saw a ghost
Or diagnosed with Vitiligo
That's to be
That’s a severance package
Is Glu’ still shell dumpin’?
Career is stale from it
Like how do you say your grace knowin’
How far you fell from it?
It’s Hell
Green means go, yellow means slow
Red means stop, now drop, now roll
Girl, you got a ass stopping traffic like a red
Stopping traffic like a red
surrounded by skrippers
I'm so official don't let it offend you so if you think small I'ma tell you think bigger
I'm in the stew
Cooking up dope in the booth
into my pocket, then I flee the scene
It's like that
If you take my advice
You'll be killed by what'cha don't know
But the other saying that I like so
'd never go back
But you standin' over the stove
Talkin' bout you really know crack
Crack is what a skull do
So if someone gettin' brained
That means it
through a club he likes the skins tight (okay)
For all a y'all thinkin' he rhymin' well
It's just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool
You smell that teen spirit
Cause I'm like Kurt Cobain
I want to go bang
I'm apart of that chain-gang
On the internet
So I'm apart of that mainframe
to do a five shots, it was only fun
Homicide came by, I was on a run
And when shit got hot, we let off a drum
I did everything under the sun
I walk
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