Lyrics:
doing somersaults
Road runners don't fall off cliffs, they run across
Anomalies by the colonies flukes by the reservoir
Wildin' pursuers end up
gummy bears back, attack!
All these tribes hoard breads and wines
These climates transform men to swine
All these hives hide knives and lead
These
I got bad bitches, out here in the club
In the club, yeah you know they sipping mud
Then I take a 40 mix it with the bud
She a bad hoe, don't wanna
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
bubble-gum weed and yell "Geronimo"
All my analog thugs and my digital thugs
For my people that be rowdy wit weed in the clubs
For my knives and four fifths,
"Geronimo"
All my analog thugs and my digital thugs
For my people that be rowdy wit weed in the clubs
For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and Crips
For my
bubble gum weed and yell "Geronimo"
All my analog thugs and my digital thugs
For my people that be rowdy wit weed in the clubs
For my knives and four
and flipped her e d d and went to school
She aint trying to go to work work work work work
Her nine to five is all up in the club
And she twerk twerk twerk
Walk in the light if you with it
Sixty and up for the three.five
Make you alive when you feel it
Scurry the scene
I been surrounded by demons
Over my
DJ Chill, DJ Young Sound
It's going down in the mix like this
Ayyy (ayyy)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see
when the pac ends,
You never mix bizness with new friends
All black Benz you can call it pac man
25 10 9 and a 4 5 on me
I don't need no coley do
spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V
Fentanyl, dog, I wouldn't even take that
Lil' bro beat the stakes, somehow his case got picked up by the feds
He a opp but he can't talk no more, but he
daylight
Niggas way off in the game but don't play right
Motherfuckers wanna really check the temperature
Pop pop get rocked two shot deranger
4 5 all day
got them racks
In the kitchen whippin' hard, Niggas know I got that sack
Niggas standin' on the couches, throwin' signs in the club
V.I.P. Bitch I
the streets and broke my curfew cause I gave a shit
I carried guns and butcher knives cause I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It was so hard to say goodbye, I'm
'cause I gave a s***
I carried guns and butcher knives 'cause I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It was so hard to say goodbye, I'm a man now
I'm
get tagged
Fuck up his head like a durag
Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that
Heard someone lookin' for me
Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V
Make
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
Physically they just give up
We priced the healthy food so high
They can only buy soda pop
A house broken bee colony
That goes home after 5
Too burnt
you rappin' never mix business up with your friendship
If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe for?
Niggas don't love you, you got
back dro
Can't get caught in the mix
By these fake trouble cops and
They crooked ass tricks
And uh, hold up yo, niggas rollin' up
For what? I don't know
pushing
Tryna hit me some licks
What a player gotta do
To get thrown in the mix
I walked in the club with my new CD
Work mode I ain't tripping, no who see
double edge knives
Putting swords to back
Velour is black, Balenciagas on I'm strapped
I put my dawgs onto money and on the map
You want to see me
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