Lyrics:
I'm really not all that sure
bout when things is finna mature
So let me find me a nigga with a grip
and hit his ass quick with one of them whoops
[CITIZENS OF HALLOWEEN]
Something's up with Jack
Something's up with Jack
Don't know if we're ever going to get him back
He's all alone up
Bitch I'm gone run up the check to my feet stop
I'm gonna Follow my heart till my beat stop
Pull up on yo hoe and I get me some T - Top
Rockin
a disguise, really I've been on the rise
She's singing my lines, I'm inner her thighs, I'm winning, I'm killing these guys, I'm gone
Ga uit m'n weg
Ben onderweg
the last mistake you ever make
Me I chop his head off from a rooftop
And race it downstairs just to see if I can catch his fade
Like groceries when I'm
the last mistake you ever make
Me I chop his head off from a rooftop
And race it downstairs just to see if I can catch his fade
Like groceries when I'm
It's the jacking ass cracker, yea the cracker that jacks
Coming through once again with Oakcity on my back
One time for the fam and I'm kicking
spinning, but your heart don't stop till you gone;
I try to do right, aye say when I'm wrong Can't record on the phone, got a girl at home
Knowing that I'm
coming over nude
She said Ben why you lying
Baby are you telling truth
Do you love me from behind
Or you gone let me get loose?
Baby I'm drunk off
WestSideTrappin', this is California love
California thugs, thizzin' off the California drugs
Right before a lick, I'm listening to DMX
Nicholas Cage then I'm gone in
n****'s stomping in my chucks
See I make it rain, dear, cause I'm all by my bucks
Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her c***
And I put her in her
a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an' thangs will change
Man my sista ben gone 4 about 10 munths
Ben's
But I'm a Capricorn I'm packed like I'm strapped for gore
I whip the pussy like slave masters, they backs is torn
My pole reels them in, right by
On the corner posted up with them ballers
Slanging that yella, niggas ya'll can't hold us
Gone for 15/5 when you see me its no drought
I'm the nigga
snowflake generational bitches
Misses I'm always fuckin' right when you know that you isn't
Like have a fuckin' sense of humor or you'll have an incision into
If writing lyrics turned to a game
I'm gone let my pen play
It's been 10 days and I been working a lot
Always been smart with it stay observing my plot
If yeen’ tryna’ be grown keep yo’(Aye)
If yeen’ tryna’ be grown keep yo’ lil’ ass at home
You already know what I’m on, if yeen’ wit’ it be gone
school and my welfare
But it's clear, you ain't sincere hey who the hell cares
You think I'm blind but this time I see you comin', Jack
You grabbed your
(Man, I was so drunk last night...
I was drinking shots off this fine, young'
Muthafucka, that was me)
I'm gone, but I (you gone, playa)
I
[Fish Scales]
A cool cat, with a pimp hat
Cup fulla Gin-Jack
Dreaded out, throwin up deuces
When I'm headed out
Slice it up and bet it out, 5-0-4
hurts it wouldn't last
But I knew it wouldn't last
When I pull up on the scene
She gon' know that its me
Come and Talk To Me, baby
Like I'm Jodeci
And I
I'll parachute
Out of the plane, they say he insane, but this is Jack
Sit and relax, they fumbled the bag, now run it back
Want it in stacks, Ben
hit me up
I don’t really give a fuck
I be stuck by my lonely
Really is just me and my lonely
I can’t think when I’m not around you
So gone I can’t blink
G, now what you think that stand fo?
I'm gangsta on the streets and I keep it Crippin' in the studio
Who else be up late night ready to jack like
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