Lyrics:
Dance on em, in a fucked up whip, make my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the outfit
One twentieth tried to knock my whole click
eat; I slaughter. Facts.
I got no time to relax
I got no time to look back
I got no time to kick back
Keep running laps cause none of this time you get
And I finally take a step back
To see what I've done with my time
But I only see scribbles
I only see scribbles
I only see scribbles
And none of it rhymes
a backpack, man
Ride up, jump off the bike and bap-bap
And I still ain't taking no backchat
Nowadays, man think they're bad on Snapchat
I'll back out mad
Oh no its back again
The pain i hate come back to haunt me
Oh no i've lost my head
Between the stars that seem to guide
By myself by myself
feet tall
My favorite team is the Vikings when I watch football
Here's another one to get you off the wall
[Chorus - unknown female while Jeff
on deck but in God we trust
And can't none of y'all, fuck wit us
But you can run up on the G but that's not thinkin' wisely
These pullas are
the back like a crook in the black of the bushes
With the rats, the axe, and the stacks of wood is
By the garage, the Mirage tracks the shadow
My weapon is
by the bucketload
They screaming fuck I know
There's power in these capsules
The powder in these pills
Got us bouncing off the walls
Turning
baby
Palmdale, come back to me
Yea, check it out homeboy
Now I got a fucked up life
Two bad kids and a naggin' wife
Dead end job at the airport
and then ask, "Who chipped in for the ten bag?"
Et cetera, I roll my blunts with two textures
Pick up fifty bags and then I smoke all the extras
It's
?
Fuck you shootin' for if you ain't walkin up you fuckin' punk?
Pickin' up the fuckin' pump
Pickin' off you suckers, suck a dick or die or sucker punch
On the ones and twos we have yours truly, Bgap, and Villa
Sit back and enjoy
Imma lunatic
Just a horny mess about to lose his shit
Pursuing clit, yes I’ll have
'Cause I'm ten toes down with two fingers up
Now get your snout in someone else's ass
I'm boxing my offsprings, yeah the belt is back
Caution! You walkin'
no grudge against you"
and my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
but for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness
sick wit' the dumb shit
Spreadin' rumors like business
Can't turn my back on none a ya'll
Probably wind up in stitches
Jealous itches ya'll can't
to get up into and we found it
If you had a problem with a nigga we was down with
We rolled by your set and shot your whole click down, bitch
Niggas
the hounds at bay
Don't give up, you'll find a way
Refuse to be controlled by anyone
And the walls that you run into
Break 'em down you know you have two
backwards? (Damn)
Diamonds on froze like Alaska (Freezin')
That ain't even none of my bidness (Bidness)
Put your face down and your ass up (Back down)
I am
then pop a vein
Thousand dollar corks pop, pause or get off top
Used to be a general, just lost your spot
Animal House, two grand'll handle your
Two point five in the Backwood
From out West yea the pack good
Nigga from burbs but he act hood
We spin back till he lack
On a fact
That's track, yes
Hoping one day that you fall off
Or get up caught in the mix
Pay attention to signs
When its writing on the wall
They dont wanna see me shine
They rather
to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
, the witness didn't show up
Look out in drug stores (but I'm slippin') bare approach the look out
Be off the block by ten, the kite was sent
Then all those
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