Lyrics:
I had already stopped by the bait shop
Filled up the cooler and the tank and the tackle box
Weatherman calling for cloudy and eighty-two
Sun down
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
that, you ain't on that
I got the big ting, cool like the long back
You want a problem? Ayo I got that
I've got the G2 stashed in the Bombat
Yeah, tell
Flip two aces and get two face cards
It happens, chip stackin'
I turn around, see a bunch of chicks clappin'
But a girl walked by, caught my eye
So I
playing a game
Making it easy
Counting in two's
By the time you get started
You´re already through
Just a matter of time till it shows
Like
Tip a 40 and you know that we already baked
Spittin lyrics so sick that they devastate
Steady creepin and I'm ready to assassinate
Any stupid fake
to the Pole like a bolt from the blue
And I will be over by two
Reindeers are better than people you say?
Have you pleaded with one to take flight?
A regular
will take all the
Gold on gold, victorious
One by one bow down to the flaming red champion
You are the man and nobody can reach you
Becky two belts till
surrounded by them villains
Only couple hours I already a million
Switch it up on 12 got to play a chameleon
Real boss niggas know how to play civilians
Run
having Hispanics
Are cross-contaminated by Sephardi Jews the
Vermin share a Y-chromosome Haplogroup
Called Haplogroup G2b-M377
Scientific xenophobia will
sipping deuce yeah
Bright lights got her in the mood
Already took two shots now I'm feeling you
We're the only ones live up in the room
And the nights feel
a while
Mr2 120 I cruise
Flashing lights be passing by she get in the mood
Aye
I've been lost had to remember I do not lose to you
When bazooka pull up we
figure speed on before you get peed on nigga
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the l.a. zoo it's round two
I ignite grab
memory
Well where did they find you? Around the corner from Applebee
Over there by Costco, right there off the freeway
Admiral Callahan Lane, yeah!
slugs
Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what
Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
Take over the planet with my daily tortures
Of course
from every selfie
I am more impressed of her than Oscar Wilde
Feel like she already has two Mastercards
Prolly has more followers than Nike does
Perfect
in her green eyes
Four, three, two, one, we've already begun
Fireworks in the sky
Goodbye midnight
1999, oh baby 1999
I help you with your coat
You
the bag
I'ma run him over, then drag him
My man Boomer at the shop on your wrist
Call me last five, man
Two at a time, bitches
Two at a time
Hey, hey, hey
a switch or two
Still the same old red
Chill with them youngins, but got my game from the old heads
Trynna then yall dudes, killed you in college bro
Show's
regulations
In places like India still an agrarian based society
Will the land of these already prior to covid heavily indebted farmers
Then be handed over
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
loyalty, shit ain't for sale
If I do you dirty, you did it yourself
Aint crying over whores, put their self on the shelves
I got the Off White X, up on my
they just be constantly hitting your phone
I need like
I need like two for the zip
But I'm not
But I'm not sending no pic
Aye
They keep on acting
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