Lyrics:
I pull up in the jungle in the blood red Porsche
Doing pull ups with a bundle in my shorts for core
Caveman tactics savage I attack quick
Thought
buy the eighth quick
It'll settle in a little in cursive
And the track four times no one even noticed it
Til I made Pretty point, subjects
Oh well put
(yep)
I ain't go to prom, my heart was stuck on one chick (I was)
But hey that's life when you trying make things move quick
Yeah I took an L then it was
mission modus not to leave these lizards breathing
Quick with the tongue
Brain freeze defenses
Give up my lungs
Spare no expenses
No song unsung
Providing
stays on field
Bag em and tag em homie you know the deal
(verse1)
Vicious bite quick slice sharp knife
Skill are sick so I'll they can take life
Sit
we buck quick they duck quick
coming far from this steel piece
individuals start to decrease and release those spirits
you hear it, you hear it, you
Some individuals easily reach their pinnacle
Those that reach it act mythical that's kinda typical
If i don't reach my pinnacle then i'll get cynical
wanted yeah
But you quick denied me, quick
Straight rejected my grip
Quick to calling me shit
I know imma do fine
I tripled the money I'm bringing in
I
Ideology sometimes I feel that
Some people don't
Like me because they don't want to
Learn from me and because they're scared
Of me some individuals are
]THEY CLAIM TO BE IN FEAR WHEN THEY PULL US OVER THEY PROFILE US QUICK THEY WANT TO CONTROLL US ] ANOTHER DAY I GOT TO GET PAID FUCK MINIMUM WAGE
what?)
Quick to pull my strap (why?)
Just to put the Horsemen on the map
The Gold Rush
For this Doggystyle individual, James got the hots
I got six
No one can ever tell you what to do
Beware their words
So many quick to point the finger
Without pointing their way first
There's so much we take
we riding when we bending through
Trying get every nigga standing every individual
Ion gotta tlk for show for real this shit get critical
Keep my mask
Yeah
Let me bump this line real quick
Fuck
Feet to the ground I'm running
Fat motherfucker is gunning
Running so fast never fumbling
Smoking this
anything, they leachin off your virtue
Now I'ma talk my shit I'm a humble individual that can take yo bitch
I'm a humble individual that's gon' still get lit
life, the 1000 Winds Project
By TheChrisAllen.com
One more than 999 individual pristine 24-bit fart recordings
Quoting the site, captured using
bout a bitch
Gimme that pack
Make this money real quick
Cuz these hunnies ain't shit
Schemin and chasin for sum of this brick
Mobb in this bitch
Outlaw Immortalz
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They know
upset
It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is
Outlaw Immortalz
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They know
So there's this thing
It's called the theory of planned behavior
You started to predict an individual's intentions to engage in a behavior
Quick to get the pussy dripping so quit tripping
Like you got a nigga resembling Donnie Simpson
Hoe I'm from the wild wild west fuck them preppy niggas
the chapstick
Lips dry quick when the jack out make you want to cut out
Take the slack out some people black out
Hibernating to a cave blackout
[Chorus:
Criminal individuals up in here
Wild like the theme park ride called The Buccaneer
Weed in the Tupperware, throw you off the upper tiers
Suweeee, I got all
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