Lyrics:
on cloud nine fuckin with me duke
Be sure that I'm the crisp man waitin to see Proof
Some say I'm high on life and I don't need your herbs
I'm gettin high
potency weed tree
Dirty ass niggas so beneath me
Peace to the gods surviving hard
They gonna press charge you left messages to disregard
Vic Spencer with
And I stay with my dawgs
Got me feeling like Vic
No phone with this shit on my side gotta kick
Like, what
Go brazy
And they know I'm the best out of Hazzy
Don't fuck with nobody
I ain't goin outside
Ima just stay in the studio cookin up beats till the day that I die
I'm goin to the top
I am not tryna
shouldn't speak on that microphone
My ultrasounds show me holdin' a microphone
That's on my momma, I was born with a microphone
Groupies love Crooked I
shoot with accuracy
Conscious cat that's dapper, yo it has to be me
But enough about myself 'cause situations are real
Too many young cats be doing
and wanting some crills
It's all basic Venmo begging call it patience
Know if you get caught up with them the call changes
Dusse by the cases do say
missing stole my mama Vic
I was just a little boy
Seen that shit like 1080 pic
Auntie strung on that crack
Sold her pussy right by the quick trip
Mama
than any Radio Shack
Black, I stick to bein ruff and rugged
Anti-pop, I guess I'll stay broke (Fuck it!)
A crazy hispanic, Psycho Les panic
Nah, not me
Everything a joke to me
He don’t want no smoke with me
Pull up in a Audi dropping bodies don’t get close to me
Laugh at all my haters
I stay getting
we map trail
get it all back, smoke the black, hold the gat
[Musolini?] The streets got me thinking 'bout my man's passing
stashing, the ?? with
Yup (Yup yup)
No Discussion, No Discussion
No Discussion, yeah
Turn me up Vic
Add it up (Add it up)
Add it up (Stack it, stack it)
Add it up, Add
coming with racks so they call me Serena
My shit out the but this fit out the cleaner
She switch cuz I'm up and know I don't need her
She only wanna fuck
(Grahh) (Grahh), Swear thats the sound of us flipping your whip
Stay with them robbers they break in your shit
Smoke by the pound so I'm facing a vic
Been
Vic don't forget us
So fuck a switch fuck a switch yeah
Yeuh
I can never switch I know
I can never miss
Feel like will smith with the wish
I'm in bel
to go and shine
Yea they say im pretty ruthless bitch your smile is pretty toothless
With me there’s no holding back, your girl be lookin like a snack
She
days with no wins
My clientele excel is like the devil's spell
Drove me to the streets young
So now I know it well
It's laundry mat track, keep the loot
but, the block chirped
Hid work in the trash-can
I rip a nigga off and lay low in the badlands
(Let me get that, nigga)
Stay bent off of what poppy done
been there
Now I'm in there, sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit the drama with my Mama
She got on some fly
the latest coupe
Told my young nigga to stay in school
But he didn't listen now he got a .45 in the kitchen
With a biscuit ready to flip it
My life was
see, everybody acting so blind
That's why I got to be myself and stay on my grind
Got to stay on my grind
Got to make it worthwhile
Got take my time with
stay with me (with me)
Girl give me one more try (right by my side)
Baby don't leave
Baby won't you stay with me (I'll love you right)
Baby won't you
like Vic Blends
Red dot on his head, like he an Indian
Bitch tryna fuck with OTS cuz she a idiot
Me and Paolo running up don't need affiliates
I'll Chris
Like, bitch, I got the G
Push up on me, and I'm frockin' at you
Niggas a bitch, you don't got no pole
Hop out, tryna catch me on Vic
Nigga, that cappin'
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