Lyrics:
that hover
I heard it'll make you kill a motherfucker
(don't stop girl)
I mean you gotta feel it man
She bob and weave up and down you'd be
Like "I could
Throw your hands up in the air like you never even cared
Fellas bob your head and ladies let me see you whip your hair
Shake your body to the ground
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
gone
And come morning
I am disappeared
Just an imprint on the bedsheets
I'm by the roadside with my thumb out
A car pulls up, and Bob's driving
money where my mouth is, let it parlay
I swear you can get money in a lot of ways
You ain't gotta sell drugs to
Get them pockets straight
I'm
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
your job
But you're gettin' on my nerves, just like Bob
Every time I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' brothers what to do
You lock me up cause
drop
Yeah I used to be the smallest
Now I'm tallest on the yard
I'm straight up hard, I'm smilin' like Bob
I'm pimp type MJ, act like you done heard
lit dro
You can smell it straight through the pipes
To get awake Bob Marley up out of his casket
I got my blunt in my right hand
Lighter in my left
no it dont matter if you was taller, bigger, even, straight up puini b
Cuz I know you and you know me, Just like how real, recognize, real poetry
And I
things current swallowed by tides now
And it take a lot of energy to wake up
Heal the pain wit hennessy drinking straight cups
And this lane ahead of me
I beat the beat up like bongo
Imma wizz off the marley
I'm prolly smoking like Bob tho
Imma die before 50
Yeah me no fuck wit 5-0
They be fuckin wit
to break necks
On a island, we party straight off the private jet
'Cause I got blue strips, I just make checks
I don't want lil' shorty if it ain't great
on The Warm Up yo
When he did the Last Call on the warmup I was like "Damn I'm tryna do mine
So since this joint got that vibe I'ma do my Last Call right now
marijuana a light
Everybody gwaan hold a vibes
Man straight like a seam female by mi side
Me and her later tonight
Mi nuh see nuh man a fuss and nobody naah
a Harley (oh shit)
I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi
Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom)
Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley
Get high
Hey, she'll set the world alight
She's looking lost with life
But no-one's on fire
And still she burns
She waits her turn
Straight up.
Sometimes
Feeling like Calvin when he got that job
Like bad girl Riri when she got that bob
Like the first black girl in the white school
Like the first rap
Guess wo popped up,
Straight up out the cuts
With lyrical buckshots
Spillin' all a nigga guts
Touch whoever witness,
Strays when I displays,
dope cocks can't cope and stricken chickens all molt
Like him, he's gone
Tried to spin a CD-ROM
Ended up stuck dead in the world wide web of Shelob
But
Driving out from Big D to Cowtown
My little buddy Butch and I
Looked up to see the witch of springtime
Brewing dark trouble in the sky
Big ol' Fort
up
Can't trust nobody, can't let 'em get me caught up
Get up in my way he gon' get his head bust
Bob their head to my music, but don't feel my pain
team just need to back off!
Get off my block, gimmie the ball
I said it's my rock!
I'm startin' a line-up by gettin'
Y'all to bring the livestock
Throw
different shit
What, y'all be switching quick
I'm still different, bitch
My money ubiquitous (yeah, its everywhere)
Building up big businesses (woah, yeah,
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