Lyrics:
bitch
Flip they buckets slide the Benz fuck a hoopty-hoop
I was tryna score and get to it way before the hoops
I might punch a hole in 'em this a Hula
(I need a fine thot, fine thot)
I'm with Zone and Ash
I was skipping class
And my pops got mad
But I just want the cash
They always talking bad
They
you seen that bag
Realized he just had you too
Going through hoops
In a basket too
Going through hoops
It be tasking you
Wanna reconnect
We been had
there's something about you when I'm with you Yeah it feels good.
Don't care if it don't amount to nothing least you know where I stood
And I could hoop I
Aye
It's whatever, I just do it
Phil Knight type life
tryna fit the newest
Built right, felt fine
Flyin' when I hoop
Everytime I'm in the paint
streams
Là j'suis avec Ash, avec Bistouille, avec Txim
Ils ont pas d'cœur et ils regardent pas les chiffres
Des bandeurs d'révolution qui condamnent la
Putting my trust in all I do
Can't be be afraid cause I know I got you
He want me to ball I ain't talking bout hoop
Can't tell em lies cause I'm all
will you tear
Don't give a care
Burning me to ash
You're gone like flash
All you want is cash
Bleeding on my knees
Cannot catch a breeze
I'm covered in
net ash
Als de blauw komt
Je weet dat ik dash
Want je kan me bellen, appen voor stof
Coffeeshop amsterdam in de cut
Bel mij
Ik heb die stof
Real shit
niggas be sad
Niggas want smoke now his mama got ash
Pray for yo bro he could go in a flash
Got a few bros yeah that shit coo
But I'm a lone wolf and it's
Swerving on fuck niggas dryfting in traffic
Had to stack my shit up I wasn't ready my money got long I think my shit can hoop
He lying he just saying that
Plug dropping the pin cause boutta rendezvous
Electric the glock, it gon shock you like picachu
Spinning his bin spin again like a hoola-hoop
You
Using a ring of mountain ash. Keeping a bible. Nailing a horse shoe. Drawing blood. The baby in his cradle has an old look about him. Shovel hot in
All our hopes are scattered on
The pavement sidewalk chalk is drawn
Sun-baked scotch
We all just hop along
Through hoops we jump
Each bruise and bump
feeling like a mf star like Patrick
Fresh ash when I hop up off a airplane
When I’m in that mode
You’ll see me in the same thing
2 days straight h&m fuck
you vibe with the beat
Now come on down and dance with me
We gon' have plenty of weed to roll up
White ash when we ash, I mix the dozy with
mind astray cuz a train track mind like a paper ash tray
Gimme grade das c for da rhymes i say
The mind i portray ill rhymes all day
I cant take
donker maar nu shinen alle lights weer
Dedication als je in m’n eyes staret
Zie die haters niet ze zijn nu like Ash shit
Ik heb wat je wil ik heb het in
the blunt gets smoked
Thugs from the front to the back, let's go
Jam like a white vintage Les Paul
Tear 'ya club down and watch it in slo-mo
Then I ash
triggers
Blame hitters
Blame hitler
Blame scripture
Same picture
Same different
Main difference
Way sicker
Ash Presents
Ass present
No feelings
Don't
on a bird
Call my cousin Nino up, go handle some herb
It got dumb ugly, son trust me (trust me)
Off the stoop, fuck the coupe shit the hoop small enough
clans I'm gon' make that clash
Imma burn your light imma turn you into ash
Got my own lane, never thought about switchin'
Got my own show, but you people
Say I'm not it but your girl saying hello
I'm gonna blow cause I know that I say so
These fishy contracts you know I'm gon say no
You claim you hoop but
found a good lady I promise momma she's perfect
All the shit I did in the past I promise that it was worth it
All these holes in my shirt from the ash
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