Lyrics:
I'm keeping it on me
You waiting go hate by your lonely
Don't trip off my baby that's all me
Want smoke you can get it that's all free
I love when she
your mind- take it- more
Your skull a plastic coffin- empty
Within her hands were gifts for the damned- you took them all
Crippled self belief earns you
come Harley D, black bike all chrome
Your queen is home, daddy tell 'em where they went from
See I'ma slide on through, then I stash the loot
Who
hiss (ssss)
'Fore we really get to throwin sum fists (fa fa)
Ill for real throw hands wit you
You a bitch
Then we'll throw your body off of a cliff
Yeah
immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around
H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live
to make her a believer
We pull up all black John Cena can't see ya
Pack coming in by the boat
You can get popped you don't want no smoke
I love her on her
murder sprees
Show you nothing changed more than
When the casket drop
I'll blow your fucking face
Off like Maskatron
Pop you while you're driving
Make you
baby, don't trip (baby, don't trip)
Just lower your tone (lower your tone)
'Cause you could get hit
It's a MAC, fact, I'm in the black 'Bach
We
and tryin' to tell you everything that you can't see and you don't know
When it comes to me, your girl's a good moonwalker, glitter on her nails, open toe hand
on organic plants to
Keep my brain performance enhanced
Plus my third eye wide
Can't override my hard drive
Now jive, I pass you by to the far side
Cause
her sister
Her hands on her chin, thought she was a mister
Went out disco dancing, gave my feet a big blister
Smacked in the face until I finally I
peeps caught up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
scheme."
And he pulled her on behind,
And down to Boxhill,
They'd Ride.
Says James, to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand.
But I'll tell
a black boy
That cfrican boy from Port Harcourt
That's me
Baby it's alright
Ready to ease your mind x2
Chorus
She like me
I like her
If she give me
Me I
might turn off the lights and then turn on some Teddy - (Pendagrass)
She keep on screaming my name when I'm in her ass
I be smacking and grabbing that
your nasal hole (aah)
You break 'em down to grams baby
We bake 'em whole (aah)
You ain't a OG, you're the first to G-O
Speed off in a Geo and duck like
down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep
eyes light up like the heavens on the Fourth of July
She ran the numbers, they say she ran them clean
Those porcelain hands keep a ledger even in her
pulling back them sheets, your kisses settled me
My last was in a spiral, wouldn't be here by a long shot
Made me a mimosa when my song dropped Off top
She
and please take your time
Toss two tens for a couple dimes
Girl let me know when I can get you alone
Grab you by the hand take you to my home
Pupils dilate
moanin
Bro dont nobody give a fuck
Take a puff off of this dope
Just keep them demons down below
Keep your throat outside that rope
Know you hate the way
really get it at all
Uncle Sam's got us all by the balls
Grab Ivanka Trump by the pussy
Give her kids a little brother when I bend her ass over the wall
I gotta close the window before I record
Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
Coogi down to the socks like I'm biggie poppa
Keep your girl
at me, this shit is getting real now (Uh)
I want your money, I'ma spit what you can feel now (Uh)
I tell the truth, so I guess I keep it real now (Uh)
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