Lyrics:
whether that Eddie's got anything
to do with that Seventh Son business, but those were both released... those singles, within one year of each
other
you play with me
Girl i know that you fine
But will you roll with a bigger man
I'ill be there when you feeling down
Oh bad girl oh bad girl oh bad girl
somehow someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said Eddie's a fed
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head
And he fucking with this hood-rat
like charmander,
Fuckas blind like Stevie wonder,
Bust in with my AK and
Let it, l-let it spray,
Get you down, on your knees
And make you my fuckin prey
ain't got no time to wait
I ain't got time to waste
I ain't got no time to wait
I just touched down with a pack in the studio
Got me feelin Eddie Lacy
about to land now, did it with no handouts
If you fuck with me then you might get a man down
Lately I've been...chill, for real
I just put ice on my
to college
I remember it was tragic, wrote this shit in one my classes
It go quarter K and you can get a face lift
I just only ever seen her face down
Tell her
here
ADHD I cannot stand still
BBQ tryna get in my grill
I get in the booth and start feeling myself
Yeah I grab it off the shelf, good wealth
My new
me you down and you with it
Im taking a different approach
It might be my last stroke
Im saying this time can get gritty
Im from a grimier city
Where
You get to unzipping
On my denim with your mouthpiece
Oh Im loving what you bringin out me
Ooh I can't get enough
Rushing erupting just like
get some cash for his troubles
Auggie can pay for that size but in double
Auggie can buy you that thing make it bubble
Selling your sanity, end up with
President when I'm
Rockin it... rockin it
[Peso]
Well let's get right down to the bottom of things
We're here to get you on the floor with the music we
sit down They don't want to dig up that ditch now
The man them be capping and telling lies
You play with the fire get sterilized
I get to the cheese
a bow and the guy in
the back with about six million arrows hanging out of his hat... And the guy goes and gets scalped, and the
geezer goes up behind
(Yeah)
(Beats by quez on the track)
Girl I got my mind stuck on you, I can't change it
Mind stuck on you, Feeling so faded
Mind stuck on you and I
a dollar like a motherfucking snack machine
Poke that lil hoe I bust my nut then I lose energy
Ian from New York but get up out your feelings B
Waiting
shit hurt
Last time you left a bruise
Riding by myself
Blowing smoke in the wind while I
I'm flickin' my wrist like I'm a fisher
Diamonds on my chest
President when I'm
Rockin it... rockin it
[Peso]
Well let's get right down to the bottom of things
We're here to get you on the floor with the music we
President when I'm
Rockin it... rockin it
[Peso]
Well let's get right down to the bottom of things
We're here to get you on the floor with the music we
back in nine-three
Niggas couldn't fuck with me, sipping 'gnac since I was little
Laid back in a rental
Mouth shining, Eddie's gold caps all up in
ne'er-do-wells will avenge their souls
With a spanner and a wrench and a thirst to quench
Hi-ho, it's off to work we go
Heave-ho! Fisher's coming, crawling
I tell your bitch, "Grab my dick! Ha! Now masturbate it!"
Don't catch feelings man
How she not feelin' Cam?
And look her by the waist feelin' like
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
know
When I’m on the mic
I don’t playdough
I bring the noodles
And the sauce
Fisher price is for tykes
I’m a mother fucking
Boss….Bitch
Get out
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