Lyrics:
spray broad day ain't nothing
The lilac one AK doing something
I'm immuned to the drama
Act a fool if you want to
Lean in my pocket, 40 calb by
the money want the fame
Run the track then run the game
Everybody mad cuz I'm paid like I'm Frasier
And I just made this major
Cuz I'm hitting lazers
Drip
shivers
That's why her man
wanna be me Go figure
These niggas rock different
So I beat em like paper
Mans really mad I'm getting major
Like lazer
Mans
riding with firearms cocked
Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's block
Go off on time, 'cause it's wired by alarm clock
I get his legs, you grab him by
niggas is punks
They runnin' off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump
They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary
Why you frontin' like you really
just got it
Back then I got chased by feds, I ran out of breath and I wanted to vomit
I hit that freak, she put me in cuffs
It trigger my trauma, I
from his blood and I eat from his flesh
Let me balance it, jump on a beat then I savage it
They tried to raise up the P's then I straddle it
You know
a taper(They cap)
Global the gang, bitch we goin major(Let's go)
Saucin like walka, yea I'm dripping flavor(Ooh wee)
Got this shit out the mud, I can't do you no
(Coke Boy, baby)
I'm up in traffic, I ride with them guns, you know how we do every summer (ooh)
Jump out the bed, like fuck what it is, you know
the slums at (skrrt)
In the booth, hold up, who want rap?
Where the funds at? (Where it's at?)
My Lieutenant 'bout to send it
Bitch I'm where the plug
everyday life is crime, a 9-to-5 of slangin rocks
9 millimetres, .3-80's, AK's and Glocks
Clockin major knots, I sit back and I watch it clock
Watchin in
riding with firearms cocked
Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's block
Go off on time, 'cause it's wired by alarm clock
I get his legs, you grab him by
egal was und bin tausendmal cooler
Uh, damn, B-B-Boy, Boy
Yeah, jeder weiß, dass ich der Shit bin (und du bist scheiße)
Denn ich pull' up mit 'nem
on a track
Jump on a beat that's a major killing
No school time ting yeah we major dealing
Tryna grind up some words in a verse
And smoke that track that's
Yeah, I heard niggas out here talking major shit you dig
But ain't no motherfucker step to me and said "Spice you a punk"
Cause you know I whup his
Yeah, I heard niggas out here talking major shit you dig
But ain't no motherfucker step to me and said "Spice you a punk"
Cause you know I whup his
Different locations, spots where it takes place
If you show them my money, your ass is gettin' F-laid
There's four major games that run the city of G's
slide my seat
Pace it face then, race it past them, they get wrapped in, on this heat
I am one of a kind, I can jump in your mind
Line up one at a time,
dumbfucks
Vocals warmed up, beyond Ford tough
I kept my lawn cut
This felon conduct
I got my arm out the window of an armed truck
It's Teamster Union
(Klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack)
Yo, the year of the Blacksmith
It ain't defined by any calender
Just thought I'd remind all you challengers, uh
ain't gotta try yea
The racks abundant
And I did this for my family
Pockets hippo
Feel like I can fly
Jump right out the window
This ain't nothin major
old school like a starter hat
Depend on every topic by the song
Is Where my heart be at
I Told em once befo
It don't apply Then let it go
Smoking
moves up and through the barrier
To a broke down base
A closed down rickety station made by a long gone faction set for observation
Beyond the confines
put it bottoms up
Light one for the city throwing dollars up
Ginsu season look at how we sharpen up
Shoutout all my haters while they pree
When we jump
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