Lyrics:
front on me
Especially since I turned my back on you
And If you point at me
There’s certainly three coming back at you
And while I look back
On all I
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
Never look back
[Master P]
How could a nigga shoot enough callings of the clip and kill three
One hit away I'm here for a reason this was meant to be
inches and stepped off the half ounce I was standing on
My regular customer and I were out by the gas pump smoking a joint at three in the morning
From
sittin' on stuck
Drop down to the ground, with them big sounds
Four twelves in the back, 'til the windshield cracks
Like that, with a fat bass track
high fellas stand by, here's the plan, see
Sit back collectin' TECs and checks and
Flowin' slow in a Montero flexin'
Beats break heavily, word to INS,
high fellas stand by, here's the plan, see
Sit back collectin' TECs and checks and
Flowin' slow in a Montero flexin'
Beats break heavily, word to INS,
by me
Back to the old days
Close to home
Show me some new ways
I'll carry on
Whether making out or played out
Three and nine make twelve
I've
Followed by McDonalds and Coca-Cola
The point is whatever the outcome of the battle
The day goes on with more french fries and soda
One, two and you don't
Indigzzz
Uh uh
Uh uh
Uh huh
Yeah
Too Many nights I cried
Too Many nights I died
3 am, nobody by my side
Nobody by my side
I feel numb I'm dead inside
Stay trusting you
Don't forget them three words, it might even save you your life
Stay with the sauce, that's stew
Remember them days it was raining
the bills get paid
The motive in the section of greed
Diseased by the race where the beat plays
The rat and the tail
How many tries till the point is made
How
[Verse 3]
The djent man is very wrong
The beast is real not just in this song
The purpose of this symphony is to
Confirm the existence of this beast is
shit all by myself, you better pay me back fuck nigga!
Before I pull up on you nigga, don't make me fuck your baby mama nigga!
Burn! I'm a lunatic
Sorry,
You know they a bitch, and they know they can not deny that (Uh, uh)
Why is you talking, it ain't no point in trying to fight back (Back)
Ugh, cause I
company bitch call me Jack Tripper
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
I'm back up in the VIP
In a cloud of smoke
Be poundin' surrounded by all my folks
Give me
DOORS WOULD BE LOCKED…YOU
GOTTA GO TO THE BLUE DOORS IN THE BACK OF THE…OH MY GOD!
CARLY IS INTERUPTED BY HER NOTICE OF FREDDIE WITH A
HUGE
to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you
Choke
sheets
Right they ass chevy drove by bout' seventy shotguns
Loaded for your roller
Put em' straight to sleep
Hollow points hit my fuckin' window
Make you
and Lecrae been trying to make Him famous since ninety three.
Fillin' these 58′s with phrases that would deem us unfit to succeed among these heathens.
It's
(shoot)
Smack his ass, my hand across his head like a salute (let's go)
My lil' brother just threw back a ten, bitch just made him puke (ayy)
I said,
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
who knocks
Ain't control
Sauce it up
Sticking by the code is what I stand for
Always be on point cause niggas change up
Dying for attention
They want
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