Lyrics:
chime in, Panic at the Disco
762 out the Drac', I'ma hit those
Truth hurts
Let the bitch sing like I'm Lizzo
Who worse? Nobody
We rob a nigga to see how
a old song, I'll Anita Bake ya
So just watch how I go down
Lookin' at the clock, it's a showdown
From the top, you get mode' down
Off the top, it's a song
Smoking weed, true indeed
Sick emcees presented by tecca neez
Check it out
Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
give ya, a fresh rhyme, maybe
Sealed and delivered, by me
The manufacturer
Straight out of Attica, I come after ya
And if ya run, I have to damage ya
beefing mas bien que se esconda
Esta bien peligrosa toda la zona
Kaile y te mando a conocer a la patrona
Ya sabes que la muerte no perdona
Si veo a un
to put to me batteries Saying the truths say killá to me Politicians that kills by his position That raperos had us in persecution When to be aware that
Crack! What the feins use to get high
And the hustlers move to get by that's why the song called crack!
I got the cops drawn, I put the block on
Over
of an elite group of people
(Lyrics are swift and strong) never feeble
What we said yesterday will stand by tomorrow
While some chose to borrow
Brothers are
knows ya can't make a living off riding
But, he'd get on his horse and take off all the same
Sometimes he'd be gone for hours, other times for days
But,
with beard on your chin
It doesn't matter just go for the win
Say a fit girl passes you by guy, you
Can't let her go without a hi
She just wont lend you
Let me see what you about
Ok, I'ma fly you out
Walk your pretty ass in my house
We ain't even gotta fuck on the first night
Baby we can live,
makin' songs that pop out like 3D
Put my life on the track like a grand prix
Put my pain on his back ya thats for free
Godson on me the next time you see
Low key but ya shine like a new chain
Shy but ya fly like a new plane
I'll fuck around and give yo ass a new name
Lil mama hotter than a blue flame
Ok
to a slow song
She don't know Bigryanbread she think my name is Steven
Her boyfriend really want me dead, the only way we even
Fucked this girl right in his
because he writes a verse every day
I mean, he's writing and thinking about lyrics
So often that by the time that he finishes a song
He's thrown out 20
suspicious (Bitch) wanna play I'ma make you a mission
(Bitch) wanna play I'ma make you a pendant
Face and all I'm gone be a witness
Kill his family I don't got
a high-five
I'ma do a drive-by, book a flight with my guys
New Chanel, I know shorty got her where does
New Veneers for the smile in Sei Less tho
Walkin' in
watch what the fuck flies outta ya mouth
Or I'ma hijack a plane and fly it into your house
Burn your apartment with your family tied to the couch
And slit
the Jag' but they the wifey
Icey, is what my merchandise be
Know I'ma star, so they over-price me
Charli B'More be twice you bitch
Tell you got no style by
'cause I'm dropping this on the EP
Ya I'm living in a mansion
Fuck 4 bitch's by the fountain
Bigger than a mountain
Add 3 more girls, ya nigga I'm
to meet ya
Trying to make a love song and I need your feature
Love your skin tone and all your features
Got a robe and a throne girl I'm trying to Queen
a king you a servant
Stay wit some rocks like a Kermit
You had you a bridge but you burned it
Ongo mode
Ya bitch tryna fuck for some promo
Leave his ass
they're not all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "La-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Pha baby
Ya dude can't lose I'ma spread my wings and fly away
[Chorus]
Know why I stay so fucking fly
Stay dipped in every kind of ice
Big rims
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