Lyrics:
I splash dem idiot man
Drive by
Let's do a mask thing no party
Come by man's ends
Baby girl let's wo
Ain't talking bout dance go down
Then bounce up
supposed to drop and album but I'm draggin my feet
Song 1
Song 2
That's the song that we pursue
Drop singles like dew
Boy won't you get a clue
When the bad
heart
On the color of my skin and the blood in my veins
On the words that I speak
In the air that I breathe different girl every week and they all want
you tellin
Bout your step, them fairy tales
Got you by a horse so you can catch seashells
I don't want my bitch at all
She like a toddler, she bad
Let's go down to the sea
Let's take a walk down by the sea
See the blood soaked sand go down to the sea
It's such a beautiful night, love when
to mention any window to throw it out
Lookin like who don't you want and where it come from
Sippin on chickin wing, smackin on stout
Step to his boys
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
the eye
Than just a girl and a boy
It's all right there in that Polaroid
The next photo I found was grandpas old blue Buick
Just married written
spit 'cause I don't give a damn
Spin like just like y'all spin at the mall in blue drawers
On some durag, it's 'bout to be the all that is
New broad, new
the hell these boys keep talking like you gon fail
Cause they think that bar been raised so high,
that I can't match them sales
(well can you) yeah nigga
And cop my album please
We got the ganja surrounding good vibes in every place
I'm on a level unclouded by negativity
Nothing to say
Trees from the golden
Trying to ball and they call me a bad sport
It's not my fault that it's gon' be a violation
If you step foot in my back court
If you want to run your
fours
And girls that love boys like us
We saw the blue lights flashing
When my Mustang topped the hill
The chase was on, it was almost dawn
When we
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
the blue mascara on
I spent my whole life driving
In cars with boys riding around town
Drinking in the white noise
Used to talk about where we'd
Be
and my pockets full of salad
Mixed it with that rap money, turned that shit to blue cheese (yeah)
Nigga mention my name, know that boy is Swiss cheese
Gangsta, gansta, Gucci (yeah boyyy) Huh, huh
It’s ya boy shoutout to squad
(yeah boyyyy) This some awesome
Shit right here gangsta greezy
Drop tops
the bad bitches, they be hanging in the back
Where they at, where they at, where they at
All the party boys at the bar taking shots of Jack
Where they at,
around and take your girl from you then sell it to for the...
Oh... have her back, wont' love but I love the stacks
So I'm pulling up and then you know
boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
You're getting
boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
You're getting
the love of my-
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
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