Lyrics:
And Reason Number Nine I Was Whippin Eights And Nines
Reason Number 10 By Then You'll Be Fine
I Never Sold A Million Records But I Sold A Million Dimes
No
for that)
Brown paper bag (we the best)
Just pulled over in my 7-5
Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide
Got 20 in the trunk you can bet me
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
stolen solo
Try and fight it but bro you're so slow
Read the past in their eyes, life flashes by
Everything goes in slow-mo
Wasted eight of your nine,
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
they Turner-All by all types of rings and j clothes
I went and got some Ernie Ball strings and a rig for shows
Wig-wearin' hoes love my long solos
eight times, almost thought my brother died
See he was raised different, I know his mother tried
His arms tied, I'm tryna teach dude to touch the sky
You could go apeshit, fake prick
And take flicks with eight cliques, you still never posing a threat
If you gon' say something, say it then
My big
as the realest you heard
With my pen I kill 'em absurd and rhyme seven syllable word
I'm not your average Joe
Hardcore, far more than the average
I'm
with the college but I'm far from a freshman
(Big Tree 4Real 4Real real real real)
Been killin mics for years all around Austin Texas
(Big Tree 4Real
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
Riding down 8 mile with about 8 stacks
Young money getter so we running to the sack
How you expect to get rich if you out here takin naps
Jacked up off
wishing big, timmy turner
said i can't buy a queen i gotta earn her
nigga you touchin me, 3rd degree murder(STOP)
genuinely concerning
it's really a burden,
Slauson boy number 2 is my favorite album
Status symbol came on and I started rapping
Turn the speakers up loud and let's get it active
Baby girl riding
pork
I used to drink that 8, but now I shove it down your throat
Quote, 'If they kill they own folks, what you think they gonna do to you?'
I'm
slay
I don't carry suitcases on big runs to malls deep
I don't carry big guns to a small beef
I don't really care what Mickey Facts has to say, add
Yeah, this is Dr. Dre
And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor!
The album is 'Vehicle City'
Aftermath
This some 2018 shit
So
allow me
I go by Bis which means
The second coming musically
cnd Shuttlesworth
Well, let's just say I got game
(Hook)
Everybody wanna know where you
time fill up ya plates
Big Money Bindnezz Tryna lose weight
Buss em all down sell buy the Eights
What’s meant for me I grinded for it
Tell the truth
bring? Nothin' but pain and one in your fuckin' brain
Ain't nothin' changed since the album, I'm still wildin'
I'm still violent I've been waitin' for
We can get down, we can we can get down (x8)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (x4)
Check it!
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe
cye, big ups to PCR, cesop Rock, Khan Solo
Perfecting that motherfucking vision!
I'm a hairless man, less sexy than a chairless dance
Grip a pair
my dirt all by my lonely so I know who told
2 4 6 8
Prolly sip my drank straight
Quarter mill half a mill whole meal
Ay ay
Gucci Louis Prada my
draw for the 9 mili
I'll make 2Face say "ho my diddy"
You get smoked like Philly
Think that you're big but you're
Just a likkle willy
I love magazines
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