Lyrics:
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get
the stakes, up the antique
The better place, yo we land on winds
Dilated, Evidence, Alchemist, Big Twins
Check it out
[Chorus]
(Samples and cuts by
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
If you don't know by now, we runnin' the game
Neck froze, got a mill' on the chain
Show respect to Cen' and Trade
Cut the check, believe we're
my fears just brick by brick then we build up beat by beat
I like to be a lil lonely prolly be lone when it's time to go six feet deep
Double check had
hunters wanna check me for my nickel bag greed
I'll be smoking 'til my eyes bleed, red
Meet me if you can then proceed ahead, reach for what you need now
K-pop looking motherfucker Rap Monster
Cry me a river 'till i make it go harder
Wack motherfuckers getting thrashed in the dumpster
Yo, check
our shit don't stink
Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink
[Busta Rhymes]
Okay, now I got me a clear view
I like it when you get up and I'm
im just like a croc
Told my mama I'm gonna cut all the bullshit make it to the top
Ain't never gonn stop
No matter the things i dey go or see things
I comot the competition na me dey carry league for this season
Check am
And papa God na hin be my sponsor no illuminati or heathen
Check am
Dont u
I'm a motherfucking fool, cut the check
I'm a working motherfucker need a desk
I don't have a heart I don't even need a chest
I'm a mess, they be
I ain't takin no shit on my cuts
The UGK posse got the big big nuts
Yo, so who's a bold bitch?
Try to make a sale
You betta bail
Before they
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
my cup
I always tell her she my therapy, I told her it was rough
She acceptin' all my flaws, I got diamonds with the cut
I've been sufferin'
Fresh up on the scene
I be getting right to it they can't catch up to my speed
Now they see me on the screen
Heating up baby check the steam
Said
is a little thick in this room tonight
I reckon it's the result of an onslaught of separatist rookies
Overcome by this colorful sight
Talkin' so
I'm falling outta my mind, Demon me look me in my eyes
Killed the Angel on my shoulder, with a .22 Go check the price
Valium put me to sleep, dream
Call my boy Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
get respect
I should get sign by Nike kus I done ran me up a check
Most of ya guys ya broke
Most of these hoes a joke yeah yeah
Most my friends they
back up
Nike Airs comin' in by the Mack Truck
On all ten, got my motherfuckin' checks up, bitch
New style, new hairdo
New style, new hairdo
New
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