G-13 (feat. Sypooda)
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Don't call me Lionol on vinyls Don't make em honor the find you Who do I have to remind you Time after time now ya time due Bad chocolate thang call her fondue Breaking bread eating caloo You said you hot well that's cool I'm riding high in that coupe Chicken 3 pcs like my suit Double the crunch for loot I gotta hunch I'm a shoot Why would in punch wit a tool Now let me think this shit through Then walked away like it's cool Why I throw away all this Listen I'm taught this, move heartless I had ta change up the courses Split up them up lies like divorces The way they view you don't pay you But when they view you they pay you Now if I serve it, it's waygu Add on the lettuce they plate you Now all I see red tomatoe Ketchup you mustard im mayo Now stack the bread like some Legos I order burger for play dough You think it's play time now By how I weighed them vowels Plus how I beat court files Jungle my team all wild Gorilla'd up our style Yall silly monkey around Keep scheming my nigga Keep dreaming my nigga That's what they tell you they winning and you Phinin my nigga Now peep the way I design it My brother Reign change climate If it's true Staxx gonna find it Wit Sic you might need the himlac John B somewhere on a comet Gliche gon f*ck up all ya timing Wit Toxic beat mixed wit Sonic Hold up I ain't thru wit Sonic So when I was in that coupe ya bitch blue for gold Now let the truth be told Yours shake like Humpties roll My Nig I mean this My cliques the meanest My fix when scenes lit Now ain't no dream shit I live my dream shit I let em seen this Now let em dream this They never seen shit Them niggas seemless I kept my seems stitched I kept my green lit My nigga niggas need this Proper procedures They caught amnesia So I need ta Remind and greet ya This how I teach ya Nike slide wit Visas Sip yo tea cups Yelling from the bleachers To ta change the light you gotta reach up I clean house don't get you sweeped up It's time ta reup I got lead up Still never kick my feet up This ain't ain't my peak bruh Joey wit it King the best when it's time ta eat up Wanna run on tracks wit King well lace ya sneaks up Time ta feast up Earn at ya leisure If they come ta see ya Never leak up Now as I sit back and watch they be looking like paper cups When the game fill up to the top, watch how the bottom corrupt Electrify em like the lighting on my hoodie starstruck! On that last note, told homie Keep ya God up! King... Don call me Lionol on vinyls Don't make em honor the find you Who do I have to remind you Time after time now ya time due Bad chocolate thang call her fondue Breaking bread eating caloo You said you hot well that's cool I'm riding high in that coupe Chicken 3 pcs like my suit Double the crunch for loot I gotta hunch I'm a shoot Why would in punch wit a tool Now let me think this shit through Then walked away like it's cool Why I throw away all this Listen I'm taught this, move heartless I had ta change up the courses Split up them up lies like divorces The way they view you don't pay you But when they view you they pay you Now if I serve it, it's waygu Add on the lettuce they plate you Now all I see red tomatoe Ketchup you mustard im mayo Now stack the bread like some Legos I order burger for play dough You think it's play time now By how I weighed them vowels Plus how I beat court files Jungle my team all wild Gorilla'd up our style Yall silly monkey around Keep scheming my nigga Keep dreaming my nigga That's what they tell you they winning and you Phinin my nigga Now peep the way I design it My brother Reign change climate If it's true Staxx gonna find it Wit Sic you might need the himlac John B somewhere on a comet Gliche gon f*ck up all ya timing Wit Toxic beat mixed wit Sonic Hold up I ain't thru wit Sonic So when I was in that coupe ya bitch blue for gold Now let the truth be told Yours shake like Humpties roll My Nig I mean this My cliques the meanest My fix when scenes lit Now ain't no dream shit I live my dream shit I let em seen this Now let em dream this They never seen shit Them niggas seemless I kept my seems stitched I kept my green lit My nigga niggas need this Proper procedures They caught amnesia So I need ta Remind and greet ya This how I teach ya Nike slide wit Visas Sip yo tea cups Yelling from the bleachers To ta change the light you gotta reach up I clean house don't get you sweeped up It's time ta reup I got lead up Still never kick my feet up This ain't ain't my peak bruh Joey wit it King the best when it's time ta eat up Wanna run on tracks wit King well lace ya sneaks up Time ta feast up Earn at ya leisure If they come ta see ya Never leak up Now as I sit back and watch they be looking like paper cups When the game fill up to the top, watch how the bottom corrupt Electrify em like the lighting on my hoodie starstruck! On that last note, told homie Keep ya God up! King...
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