Lyrics:
That's somebody else's glove by the steps
Is it true, that part of your crew
Wanted to set this man on the couch,
Light a match, pour gasoline in his lap
two omnisciences I would be both! Prepare yourself for the subjugation! Hide me guide me dry my tears by your command! Slowly taking back... Now I
again and get it live
He gon, lose a hand if a, throw up the
5ive
We at his house like Uber Eats so what it is
Fell in love with Wokiana but the cup got
I'm picky who I let slide through, can't let you infiltrate my crew
Bass boom when I ride through, got main hustle and side moves
They tryna live like
I used to get feels on a bitch
Now I throw shields on the dick
To stop me from that HIV shit
And niggaz know they soft like a Twinkie filling
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
The only borough that was built on an island, woah
You fucks probably ain't know, if they cut off the bridges
We'd be stuck, forced to live on the Island
like one or two (AM)
Though, I'm a motha fuckin night owl I'll be sleeping till like one or two (PM)
I ain't got no control, too wavy, thought I'd drink
I kill em all with a fast flow
Whew child he be chillin with them cats tho
My crew wild villains sittin with the hat low
Woosah when I dealin with you
Tore up my heart dumb as fuck
Shattered so much it's all my fault
Thinking of you it'll always last
I'll never throw it back to the past
You were
crew with me
Full of murders
Jack got the beam on the thing
It’ll make ya run
678 I’ll always rep the area
Live from the peach state
And I’m turnin up
your ass to Azkaban
Have your ass fucked by an elf
Understand I'm the chosen one
I throw these flows for fun
Like Peter Griffin does with grenades hon
My
you've got one life to live
Don't throw it away, what you get is what you give
Every sunrise starts a brand new day
So grab a beer, and come on over my way
em watching how she move
Whole crew by the pool
They gon let that thang loose
Let that thang loose
Trynna do the same moves
But they can't do the same
the world
Throw the keys in the well
So deep you cant see out the shell
Deep freeze no burn in the cell
Short lives on the shelf gotta throw away
Let it pour
supporting, embrace it
You know just how we do
The live crew
SV B&E makin sure the future never screwed
By
Never pillow talking
Yo, fuck that bitch
a solider and I booted up
War going on outside but he army tough
I got the taper not a crew cut
The bape camouflage drive by hoodie zipped up
And not a slip
just what she needin
I beat that pussy, no PETA,
I guarantee she not a keeper
Because when she with the crew, she be creepin
My Pilot Perc gon' hit them
W two forty five
La Toile Coton Blanc Mz
Je suis dans la trap depuis longtemps avec Mz argent content (ouh)
Et sur les dents un peu d'argent et sur
what's the deal, god?
I'm sayin', what you need though?
Yo, let me have like, two or three, three g's, man
I'm sayin', I'm sayin' son, man
You know
they actin standoffish
? by hand like canned raw crawfish
Can you please pass the cocktail sauce?
You might as well know, hell is hot as hell boss
with me, nigga, or you better run
Two times for you pussies 'cause
You know who number one
These bitches all on my dick
Is it all of my cars?
They say my
Well, my name is Schaffer and
I'm here to say
I can rock the mic in the oldschool way
I got a funky sound and right about now
I'd like to break it
speak
Unless you spoken to
We throw a cold screw
And sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we posting two
Niggas on tha ass-fist gonna do
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