Lyrics:
you still think it's Toby Dalton, I know what to call it
Oby Alton
By Ton
Y N
I am
A 'east, I'm a 'og, I'm a motherfucking 'lem
Okay you're a 'oon,
Leveled up and y’all ain’t in my bracket knowing how I Jack it get it cracking gotta lay the plastic when the shit get drastic niggas average all they got
To traverse Antarctica on sled
Twenty-seven brave men
Came to Ernest's dank den
Hoping they wouldn't end up dead
Three life boats logged
And seventy sled dogs
afternoon
And something just didn't sound right
And so I'm calling you back to check on you
How you holding up?
Oh everything is fine
You know I
Deaf Note, uh, yea
I just wonder do she get it from her mother
Only really want the throat then I'ma throw her to my brother
She know I gotta go but
you gone do when you gotta choose sides
Welcome to the city of no pity
Please just don't get left behind
Pick up your face you just got marked off hit
But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef
I
at your misfortune then we put it in a hashtag
Ain't no leaders only leisure, only reapers, ain't no sowers
They get higher, we get lower, damn it's over
My bitch working magic with the Visas
She know witchcraft scat Pack
Told her buckle up 'fore she get whiplash
Good lil' 'script
Auntie told 'em that
feeling real clever
I get to the bag
Shorty chasing like we playing tag
Y'all can't catch up to me like a lag
Always humble, I don't ever brag
Always
spent my whole life running
Tell me was it all for nothing
Days been going by, I'm caught inside my head
Wake up every morning, can't get out the bed
I'm
I like smokin' by the ocean
Barber fade, uh, uh, no tiki
Girlfriend French, she on my oui oui
Uh, look-look-look-look, no T P, uh
Y'all still draw
Get hip. that's it now that's it now!
Niles smiles I wonder why.
Ian Palmer playin' the drums. he's so Cool! get hip!
Play it cool Ian now get hip!
poker face
But I'm forced to play solitaire till I get up out of here
Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head
Work alone, sleep alone, eat
to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
These were our heroes, strictly for them zero's
For that Robert Deniro, niggas reload on them kilo's
Dodgin them people,
grinding, y'all niggaz know what we do
We get it in with the Murderland, Chi-town too
Hit you up, something nice 'til the death of Yakub
Swagger stuck on ya
that's what Dr. Dre found me
Pull up on Cedar, then I put it in park
Now take yo ass in the house before it get too dark
Okay now why I'm always running
talkin micky d's
I'm feeding her D
By the pound at that
(Pound at that)
Nigga don't envy me
I'm living life g
That's the motto man
(Yeah)
Run it up
Run it
strap get killed
Come around my way warring Im’a black up still
All black in field mane what you did this for
Now I’m talkin to you waterboarded ribs all
Y’all the fruitiest.
And please dnt ever cross me like a crucifix.
I promise I’ll be awesome.. you’ll get used to this.
I lunatic lounging with The looney
Making plays on my cellular
Regular, All y'all niggas regular
Regular, Pull up in something that ain't regular
Regular, All yall lil niggas smoking regular
I'm no good at chatting up and always get rebuffed
Enough to drive a man to drink, I don't do no washing up
I always reached the stuff piled up
scarceheart apparel
Ain't trynna boss up tell me what you here for
Roll wit the mob feel like Robert De Niro
I heard y'all all talk
Ain't bout no action
Heard
I air a tool
Shoot 'em down when I up, you'll get left right there, choppas in my hand
I'm Freddy, yo' worst nightmare, light his top up when he
.jpg/229px-Robert-Palmer-Sunset-Strip-(edit).jpg "Robert Palmer")
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