Lyrics:
lotta
Nigga got hopped by a whole lotta rips
Lil bro in the spot and he droppin the
Try to push up on me get him whacked
I'm with them members who ready
tight, baby blow my mind
Blind fold me, control me, eat me til I'm weak in the knees, baby blow my mind
I can tell you're ready baby, no amateur I expect
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
question, how many freaks do it take 'til this b**** turn into a orgy
Three shots in and I'm feelin' like Horry
Shoulda never gave a n**** money, man pour me
question, how many freaks do it take 'til this bitch turn into a orgy
Three shots in and I'm feelin' like Horry
Shoulda never gave a nigga money, man pour me
Quicker than Red Bull would
Quick on my feet, I gotta eat
So I'm no longer on the healthy tip
Tryna make my dough extend
Longer than a selfie stick
Self
Quicker than Red Bull would
Quick on my feet, I gotta eat
So I'm no longer on the healthy tip
Tryna make my dough extend
Longer than a selfie stick
Self
keys 'til my fingers grew callus
How could I fear rappers?
I feel words, hear colours, defeat challenge
Give thanks to my synaesthesia
I ain't
of Deceit I'm growing Lies!
By The Circle Of The Sun
By The Blood Red Moon
By this Oath now sear your Doom
On your Violent Womb
LILITH: You'r e no Angel you
a weapon's
Not a good idea, just thought I'd warn you
I'm not your average nigga I'm a Guerilla
Just look at the frown on face
Running with the pack, ready
ta me
I'm down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3
OT, I got cake with a C and a D
On the wrist is a ice band capitol B, small V
I'm fuckin' with
u get ready to blow
im about to start this shit off
lettin all u suckers know
wen i'm cummin down wit the green and shock my own Khmai yea we roll
fo
how much attention you pay
You better be ready to die, in this game
I thought I told y'all
I'm done with the beef, clown, my son three now
And I've
Trust me, this is not supposed to be going down, i'l be back
So, im not saying im Jesus but we go through that type of thing everyday
We dont part the red
where your staying, I run in the back door with three of my guys now your playing dead
Run in that gaff I'm 'bout business, im hitting that switch now I
your sword straight, maintain your weight
But he ate too much monosodiumglutumate, and polysorbate
And drug rate concentrate, with sodium benzoate
By
your sword straight, maintain your weight
But he ate too much monosodiumglutumate, and polysorbate
And drug rate concentrate, with sodium benzoate
By
never been ordinary, carry weapons more than heavy
Mind was designed to be primed 'cause I'm more than ready
If you sharpen your machete, better get
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
freaks do it take til this bitch turn into a orgy
3 shots in and I'm feelin' like Horry
Shoulda never gave a nigga money, man pour me
Just pour me up,
Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished
Fighters Colour of the Shape There Is Nothing Left to Lose
Who's Next by The Who
The Cat Empire Two Shoes
Circe Survive Blue Sky Noise
From Under the Cork
blicks on the hip like they stuck with glue
I drop bombs on a bitch, I'm not DJ Clue (boom)
My niggas bangin' red, it's the way of life (brrt)
We buyin'
the tones
Colours
Red
White
And
A cherry on top
Advertise
Advertise in your love
I just wanna take you there
Watch a movie with me
Come along
Feel
Let me go
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