Lyrics:
thugs
Fo doves blow dubs holdin eight snub
I hold it down my strip, goin nowhere
Flip two eightballs trick the dough on low gear
The next week two O's
Braveheart for life
[Repeat: x8]
"Z-z-z-zone out"
So y'all wit me? Yea, what, yea
Why don't y'all blast on these niggas, man
Tuck in your
Man, she split a drink on my cream Wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin'
what you sayin'?)
(Chorus)
Ya'll live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
(repeat 8x)
(Master P verse 1)
I stack greens like cheese
She bought to drop your lo'
That boy gon' get smashed bout lil
Spazz and I hope he know
Curt Curt drop that mask, that yo ass
Better duck yo 'fro
You
on a licc
Hurry up cuz the mask hot
Glocc hold thirty
Used only a few shots
He moved out the spot
But I still got the new drop
Call him lil vert
Cause he got
stop, won't stop
Everything drop like panties, hot like Miami
Move like little black kid stealing candy
Barely seen, honnies call me barely cream
Real
than my phone screen, let's go
Fur floor, mask on, bare feet, nigga
100k a week, that's a bad week, nigga
I can sell dogs to a cat freak, nigga
Sell
two extra days
Probably got the drop, tryna send a opp up to a better place
Niggas know they hoes, you make a post whenever you feel a way
They want
DEFCON, pussy boy don't act like you is something when you not
Big shot, unload a barrage of attacks into your skull
Tec-9, divide by three right
Oh waiter bring me my check soon
I have a hectic schedule
I'm saddened by the news that we won
I wonder what I'd say to the bomb
Where are you
Chorus:
Fuck that covid 19
Shout out to the angle in white
Mask up 不会停止 fighting
Pray for the soul never ever die
Goodbye goodbye 2020 goodbye
and hungry
Those emotions that I'd locked behind cold bars
Should I drop my mask and choose a new beginning?
Should I let them all out one by one?
I am
I heard you come in early this morning, I think it was half past four
I heard you drop your keys in the dish, the dish out by the door
You can tell
to be a thug
Runnin' from cops out on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (scandolous)
Runnin' up in the black mask, niggas if you got
get it Poppin
I'm trynna get Lit Lit
Walk up then I dab on em
Bars sick you need a mask on em
Drop it low then I jab on em
Cocky wit it so I brag
Had the best intentions
Nothing goes as planned
Stunned by her confession
But I knew the truth at hand
Fight or flight
I don't have a plan
Crime
(Intro / Chorus)
Beach Drive Playing 102
You've Seen The Mess Under The Mask
But I Know Dat, That Don't Bother You
I Was Caught Up With The Pees
Santa dear
We only ask
Come with a mask
And run back to your sleigh
And if you cough
You can drop off
Our gifts one field away
Oh, how careful we must
move it by the bundle
My hood push birds like Alfred Hitchcock
Make work flip-flop, move it by the nick drop
Don't know how you do this, how we do
capture us in mask-fishin' all the charms
When THE ROACHEZ drop we gon' set off alarms
Fire beats people think that we be pumpin' sarms
When THE ROACHEZ
Glitter Rain
Witcheda
Produced by Helio guimaraes & Noel Fernandes
My technicolor eyes
Your slow motion blink
In a super8 star-gazer
And a milky
Drip drippiddy drop bitch
drip
Drop bitch
Drip drippiddy drop bitch
What up thirty8 man
Turn up one time
Itspunkinbitch
When I speak about drip huh
mask drops
Let me know you
Would you fade alone
Repress and simmer
Bolstered
Given enough
No compassion left
The drift to a puzzling peace
Will meet
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