Lyrics:
met a social cue
Eye of the archfiend, appetite for alpha dogs
Step into the party with a
Killing jar and shadow box
Like "Who invited acid wash?"
I'm
cops
See that shine from my wrist to my neck is all rocks
Gucci flip flops with Louis Vuitton socks
Li-Listen lil bitch we don't fuck with small talk
We
red flags
I had a pointed opinion
Then the club started swinging
That's when I saw the cop
That's when I saw the cop
That's when I saw the cop
That's
Crash, bang, drive away man
Hit the automobile
Her head hit the steering wheel
Call the cops
There's a man in a shop with a gun
He's holding up
man killed by police
Shake her head in disbelief cause she see that it was me, Goddamn
Another body slain in the streets umm hmm
And we been needing
babygirl party all the time
I'm just trynna run my benjis up
Cop a new Bentley truck
I stay on my grind
You said nigga come the club
You a stick in
ta'lm bout
March, 2020 third time at the court house
Still get a deal when I cop me a quarter ounce
Hunnit on the dash on the way to the club now
Do
true calling from God
Hid like Jonah in the club with bottles of corona
Surrounded by models and owners, and cronic smokers
The ones that you find in
Seduced by roots of evil
Forsaken for mighty havens
Keeping truths from the people
A nation fooled and divided
By tools and lies
Social demise inside their
what I'm saying?
So answer my question (Durk)
Is you riding for the case you know? (For the case you know)
Is you dying by the case, you know? (Is
Abercrombie
I'm tryna grip Britney, so I made Jive sign me, nigga
Catch me in the club with a double edge banger
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Nah I know
kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you conform
Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform
Jordan, pack we was kickin' it
(we was kickin' it)
Anti Social Social Club wit' the snub, yo
(boom boom boom boom boom
Boom boom boom boom)
Gave the Tec
fuck
Uhn don't stop don't stop
I'm getting close now
While we getting chased by the cops
Speed it pace up baby cus you getting me hot
Gangsta lean so we
at the cops...
Throwin them 1's we livin it up
After the club they leavin wit us
Rarri's and demons we valet the front...(Turn up turn up)ayy ayy
Throwin them
the white chalk
Make the tires go scrrr
Put his face on a shirt
Kidnap yo kids outta school ion play by the rules
Now you crying on the news slatt said boy
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just trying to make a hit and pack the club out
If they ask what part of Jersey, I always say the South
When I get my
to come 'round
We're in the club (In the club)
It's so lit, it shutdown
Gotham City (Gotham)
I'm passin' through when the sun's down
ETA (ETA)
I'll be there
A crowd of friendly hip young people
Seemingly unbound by the social rules
Open hearts and big bright smiles
I was greeted with warm affection
They
bands
You do your dance
She throw it back and make that ass clap
That lil bitch don't need no hands yea
I been in the club
Surrounded by the lights
Baby I
the social might fuck up a tool
YungHean is local his songs are on cue
Flyin like Dodo got wings on the coup (Skrt!, Skrt!)
Bitches in bach, I fuck em by group
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
of listenin'
To the sheep who don't care bout the freedoms that they limiting
This shit is sickenin'
Since birth, been victims of social conditioning
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