Lyrics:
begin to change, deviating off script
I'm fighting for my career, you your life – both trying to survive
We're butting heads, but holding hands until we
of plateau
Flesh used as feed for the crows
Poet with her tongue, Allan Poe
Guiding steady hand all to sew
Maybe it's falling apart
Don't need no keys just
your trips if your duns come to shoot
Get greeted by a twenty-one gun salute
I keep 'em leery of the deadly '7 MC' theory
Soon as you they hear me, I
treat her mouth like it's a test tube
'Cause I got major figures
You only had rock in your hand
When you was playing rock paper-scissors
Niggas
I'm a drug and you're trying your best to get off of me
I stole your heart now you're getting attached
Keep texting my phone like where is you at
I just
just ain't hot
So you busters stay shy
What the fuck do they got?
Watch your mouth what'd that bitch say?
That went way out
No doubt hit by the ricochet
we're not
Move your hand from my top
I'll peck her in the joggers and I don't even jog
Just a lover
Word to my mother
You're just undercover
See you
get your hands
off me. Don't make those things click on me"
Kicking & screaming, "You intervening, this is fate. Mister. What you mean that I ain't?"
as cussing
They say
The words her tongue writes and stamps on your eardrums could make the blind see
They say
My mama will kill you with kindness
Just by
adolescent
At least let me ween off the anti-depressant
Bein' the best parent's an invaluable present
Finna get all up in my face (Na-uh)
Now your girl's
And now that you look around not a single person inspecting her
You wonder why the hell management
Lets this shit happen
You keep on bagging but your
you roll, don't be a hater
?? I'm gonna play her later, after I fuck her we can switch later
I met this bitch, I'm gonna keep her name on the low
darker than yours, a little tanner
You never took the time out, examine yourself Boi
Are you black, white, asian?
Indonesian, or Borean-that's black
to Pee
So I get out to go pee
Nobody is around so I leave the key in
The ignition because it keeps
The music playing
And most importantly it keeps
black
Never gotta, attack, when I keep it on going
It's that grime shit, when I
Spit it off the top, when I slime shit
It's hella crazy
The beat's hella
had a bag money snatched her bag, let my gun pop
Skeeted off the lot, made a lick, thinkin' it was love
Bag full shredded chase coke, blunt it
of course it's missin
... Don't want her man to know
That I'ma hit when I'm finished I'ma hand the hoe
Back to her man befo', he even have to know
right on your brain with the gat
Know who you playin with Black, then holla back
[Chorus]
My name is Buck, but you can call me Icey
I keep
And that goes
For all my enemies and my foes
Pronto, pronto
Pronto, nigga gimme yours
All a bitch could do for me is
Eat dick and drop her drawers
Pronto,
the club
Unless the blicky by me
If I tell her what her friend did
This bitch gon' fight me
Nike tech on for a week, man
This shit so trifling
I told
Show her love with a dub, and them niggas hatin' 'cause I...
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 3]
Smoke by myself, drink byself
Poke by myself, cause I was born by
nigga drip like the glue in my blizzy
Smoke when i wanna juana keep me busy (Yeah)
Liquor hit a bitch a loosen her kidneys
Kiss a thicker bitch and you in
hands I can’t shake it off, Ay,
I Used to scrape up change and I still scrape da pot,
We got eighty units landin dats by 8 o clock,
I seen niggas movin
on that switch, I bet I'll cut his lights
Kervin keep cappin on drills why he hype?
Like we didn't chase this nigga off his strip
And he keep talking hot so
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