Lyrics:
brush my teeth
and NOT
WRACK
my brain
Wondering if she's going to call me or not
Because when a girl says
"Let's just be friends"
What she really
I'll cut you off
And have you all abolished as I demolish you
Until all the molecules
In your body are exposed to my flows
That explodes with explosions
see, I see you are my friend
You are my friend
I met you sitting by the fire
You sang your way into my heart
And ever since I have decided
I want to be
Stopped by and I saw momma, first thing she said
You know your girl's home too
Ain't been in town ten minutes and the grapevine's
All about me and you
me on the pain that you made into art
Yea, piercin' through my skin like a heroin dart
When someone's strummin' on the strings and they're spittin'
I could come down, but you know I can't
'Cause I'm leaning off the dank and the good ol' drink
I got five on the weed, fifty on the drink
Fool, I'm
wanna paint a pretty picture
We ju- (yeah yeah)
Doesn't matter how you feel
As long as you're out my picture
As useful as colors are, we're bias like
representation now shall we begin?
I know you seen my face before but hold on my friend
It's niggas gettin' away with doin' the same shit I did
I can't do no bid,
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friend, oh, oh
Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
I'm talkin' ?bout your
Remember skinny dipping with them
Girls back in Georgia (back in Georgia)
Remember all them ass whoopings
By my older brother (my older brother)
got a pretty good friend
Who' seen me at my worst
He can' tell if I'm a blessing
Or a curse
But he always shows up
When the chips are down
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
my life but I can't die
Money on my head that you can't buy
You are not the plug you a damn lie
Acting like a thug but you can't lie
I'm in first class
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
(Millions are dead because you lied)
(My friends are dead because you lied)
(You need to apologize, apologize)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm dead like death my nigga
the only thing that keeps me blue
Is that my dumb ol' heart, just won't stop missing you.
You got more grace than a movie star, your lips are sweeter than
me on the pain that you made into art
Yeah, pierce it through my skin like a heroin dart
When
Someone strummin' on the strings and they're
got a pretty good friend
Who' seen me at my worst
He can' tell if I'm a blessing
Or a curse
But he always shows up
When the chips are down
Ha ha
Yeah
Mr d-o-double-r
I say
Yea buddy!
Double shot paint job what
Chevy tuned up like a nascar pit stop
Fresh paint job (check)
Fresh
For real? Ok go ahead just don't do no hockin on my bread Would you like that supersized for 35 cents? Can I substitute my drink with a milkshake
work out are you ?? with your friends
cause life is gettin short and see I'm all about my yen
The Westside of Pomona is the city where it's happenin
City
Bling blouw
Doja by the pound
Nevamind beef
I'll bring the whole cow
I'm just, profound
Make my mama proud
Know she lookin down
I keep tryna make her
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