Lyrics:
play it safe
Mentality will hurt you when he pull up with that K
Yea here they in the matrix so you know that you can't stop it
In the jungle with a tool
and turned you to ah tool
Your ex mad now cuz someoNe loves you for you
You ain’t gotta stress now baby that nigga is old news
Put me oN her list she’s
pull up
Hit you with the tool ay
You niggas shouldn't tryna to be bool
If you really bool then you bool ay
Whats poppin
These old heads they trap off
on the moon?" (Who)
They like, "Who that man on the moon?" (Who)
Spaceship
Spaceship
Got it from the dealership (Aye)
Had no tools on me
I was ill-equipped
Look
and rhyming are my tools
Only need my fucking talent that's what I'm about to use
What's a hundred dollars when you're shining on the news?
I don't need
admire
Genuine is dead
Niggas tools
Like them pliers
Foul when he talk
I can't fuck with liar
It's another fake another fake
Niggas acting hollywood
ain't no fooling me
Booling me got that hula me
Mess with me got that tool on me
Chapo he be like mini me
Mini me, crew with me, thirty-three
Drop me
Scotland (Where you at)
Lil thot want me to cook and I'm going (Going)
I get my tool in the kichen I'm glowing (Yeah unh)
My food really makes you a cuddle
strong...
You'll never know
I had homies never thought that I'd lose
I have family I miss but it's thru
Got me a 40
Not liq this a tool
I face depression but
You gotta learn to use scissors when you hated by most
Everywhere I go I keep tool on me
Everytime I flow is like a tsunami
Fear no man but God that's
Driven by their existential fear
He's not the brightest crayon in the box
And she's not the sharpest tool in the shed
He's not the brightest star in
demolished if you think you gon' stop us
Me and my crew ain't coming through, if we cant get in with the tools
Always True and stayin' true
Me and my crew
your games
So cry all about it and I'll take the blame
You force those around you to live by your rules
You use and abuse us like we're all your tools
So
really just touchin' the loot
If you act a fool, we comin' with tools
Ain't givin' a fuck bout the rules
Don't miss when I shoot, gon' give you the boot
Yeah, knew that it was wrong, shouldn't have chose you
Always moving on my own, don't approach you
Way too busy putting vocals on the pro tools
Why
baby I miss you
Keep me a tool (keep me a tool)
I know you like the dark I like it too, huh
Huh, we don't got nothing to lose
Yeah, I just get dressed
Bitch Get Vocal, no I ain't talking bout no pro tools
Might just send, it bitch go postal, fuck shit up, online or local
Yeah Yeah, Bitch Get Vocal,
Minne Moe
I be fuckin hoes
By the four's
That's the shit I'm on
I can count the money faster than a machine
I know these hoes go
Woof
Wopp be too smooth
(Rjbanks on the beat)
You better keep a tool, you better let em' loose
Too many snakes up in the grass, I got my choppa with me
Even when nobody not
the tools
What did you think you'd do? Everyone knows you can't refuse
Clasping on to the blues, those sad songs can't save you
Check "NO" so we're through,
dead
Bitch I'm a ghoul
I'm no fool
Even though I am a spirit, it don't mean that I'm a tool
Imma rip your shit to shreds and turn this shit into a pool
Of evil and disdain
By the holy men and filth who reign
A system of deeply rooted hate
For the bringer of the neonate
Why were they brought to death
Powers
By Operation Shipship:Glick Rieman/Karsin (2023)/Ghastly Gravy
What if you were born, and your destiny was clear
cnd you had nothing to fear,
an umbrella
My brudda I'm settin the bar
Shoot a scene in the backseat
Tool on my body it look like I'm shootin with stars
Pushin a button I parallel park
Hit
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