Lyrics:
You niggas ain't trill
(trill) , you niggas is some hoes (hoes)
You keep on disrespectin it
We kick it in your domes (domes)
You niggas ain't trill
barbecue, for real (real)
All these days already gone by (gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (punch)
Grandma
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
on the fence post
Getting chased, by them Jackboys, think it's 'bout to fuzz
Like a lint roller they wait 'til it's late, they will tiptoe
Through your living
went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't my fault your ass is on the asphalt ('phalt)
Got your chin touched by my fam who though you brought harm, you see
friend at the pen,
Real hoes let your best friend know about men
'Cause I be squeezin' ass
And will make a full glass disappear like a genie
Move
we gon' spin by, let them bullets fly by
Got you shake, shake, shake, shake, shakin' out your shoes
Cause your ass ain't bout it
All this internet
That it ain't even wise stepping to me incorrectly
But yet still when nigga's feel they can deal
I will split your ass up for real, cause we
who you are
Want an autograph bullet you can call me shootin' star, nigga
I'm makin' the murda shit to kick you in your ass a bit
380 puckin' up
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
Demo tapes to my new CD
I'm still the God to your Vertical Joyride
And will, coat your whole hide with fluoride
When I smack that ass don't forget ya
don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy my boy my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house
Won't you tell 'em what your name
shit
Watch your muthafuckin' mouth
And talkin' that shit bitch you
Know what I'm about
And talkin' that shit will get
Your ass knocked out
Don't win
To be beat down and beat up by someone this slim
Enraged stomp in ya rib cage in cinnamon Tim's
Fierce fists
Knees bows
Throw kicks
Show kids how to put
and fuck around on your phone all day, then I will gladly kick your ass right off the back of this thing, and we can forget we ever saw each other today. Now
Poppy: I'll kick your ass!
Branch: What did you say?
Poppy, impersonating Katsuki Bakugou
Kacchan: I'm gonna
Roast that damn nerd today!
Branch: Get back
shots
Cuz ain't no wipin off these red dots
Now try me if ya think I won't bust
Shots to ya dome will leave
Ya ass in the dust, nigga
Cuz ain't nobody
your ass if he don't get paid
Nigga beggin' for a credit, he's knocking out teeth
Clocking much dollars on the 1st and 15th
Big wad of money, nothing
and it will never steer you wrong
And all you bitch-ass niggas in the industry
Your careers won't be lasting long
When I first stepped on the scene,
Tical, and it will never steer you wrong
And all you bitch-ass niggas in the industry
Your careers won't be lasting long
When I first stepped
and it will never steer you wrong
And all you bitch-ass niggas in the industry
Your careers won't be lasting long
When I first stepped on the scene,
Tical, and it will never steer you wrong
And all you bitch-ass niggas in the industry
Your careers won't be lasting long
When I first stepped
cause it's the anti-depressant
Smile now but trip later, and put your hand out for the present
Lay down for fifteen, so your body can feel rest
Kick
Tical, and it will never steer you wrong
And all you bitch-ass niggas in the industry
Your careers won't be lasting long
When I first stepped
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