Lyrics:
a glove, I would be Bad as Michael
Some say, yo, I sound rugged
Pack wit the ultimate rap wit the Power like Snap
A.K.A. the Mic Wrecker
A rap star
trust cheap lame flows
They don't really snap
When I bust peep game
Yo it's everything you lack
They don't want to get it
When I'm drinking better quit it
the appropriate circumstances
Hey yo Karen, why you lookin at me like that
Lookin at me like that, lookin at me like that
Hey Karen why you… what did I, what did I
off IG, suck a nigga soul
Drake by my side, like a Glock, know he'll never fold
Broke nigga mad 'cause I'm rich and I fuck more hoes
Lil' bitch still
down for what?
Turn down for what?
Yeah, there you have it, nigga
Memphis Tenn (Turn down for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ Drama (Turn down
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
ain't no Mexican
I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin
Uhh, the lesson from
nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wesson is
quicker than a
Snap from a jimmy hat picture that now
Picture this I'm on foot now
Runnin' through the streets with my hit list
Pistol packin' and jackin'
tha fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-town
Lookin' low G gotta fool beat down
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while
E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt Young Gotti Neo Deastro?
Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth
(Let's go, Kurupt)
May I laugh ? to yourself, shells
Before honor and war
who shoot to yo life gone
When the nights on
You body disappear into a dark zone - it on
I'm mad dogging you crib with my chrome
Tapping yo phones
Yeah, yeah
Me and my man Com Sense
Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin
Where you at, yo?
I'm about to make the name Com Sense a name you fear
starting to make me dizzy
Goddamn girl, why the fuck are you so pretty
Looking like you were handcrafted by Disney
Girl I must confess because I think
the same hoes
You get left on read while that girl snap me her angles
When I get a bag baby, I just tend to lay low
I swear that I be cursed, I'm a devil
fifty feet, betta back tha fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-town
Lookin' low G gotta fool beat down
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
It's the Em from the state productions
In the booth with me I got Detoxify
Tee-ar up, Panda Tee
And of course the one and only Ab
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
but your picture on my phone
It reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad
Dear Magic I texted but you still ain't calling
I left my cell, my
and runtz Ima mix it
Verse 1:
Slide down the ave I hop out take a picture, just gelato and runtz ima mix it
Learning yo body don't need no descriptions
two straps like we dykein'
Drivin' on the highway, it's pounds of exotic by the tire
Yo Gotti came and snatched me out the jungle with the lions
It
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
Cracking the handcuffs
I am the one they've been waiting for
The prophecy said am the chosen one
I do it for Africa
Do it mama
I Do it for alla yo
My
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