Lyrics:
every way everyday aye
3rd degree burns need the bands on me
Count up this bread till my hands turn green hands turn green
Don’t fuck with no new niggas,
And now we in the bed wit our clothes off she got it all for me
Now we hot like the 3rd degree
Said she wanna take all of me
I can't let her take hold
in the 3rd Coast
Houston Texas, at the bottom of the map baby
need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take
need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take
niggas wanna play me
I got 100 rounds with no safety
Try me i shoot on yo ass like i'm KD
My neck in the 3rd dimension
And my bitch super bad need
put whoever in front of me
Me and my bitches so hot
We will walk in the party and look like a 3rd degree
I don't care bout a bitch who ain't heard of me
a 2nd then a 3rd then I finally grew up
We take advantage when Opportunity knocks like
Who's that creepin' in my window
I'm just going where the wind
Caught myself on fire bring the heat on myself
3rd degree burns look like heat when you're reaching for help
They say that I'm ungrateful, but I'm blessed
fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves
You naked lying on the pavement
Forced all my life to keep it real
Don't give a fuck bout how you feel
Da Gawd a human highlight reel
Got 3rd degree burns from that steel
No second
The city of C-H-I is where I'm from
The 3rd motherfucker to drop the bomb on the bomb
And here I come steady breakin bustas off
Up to bat is Da Brat
skin bright? (both)
cm I a light skin or is my skin light? (i'm a star)
Be mean imma laugh then it's my turn
Imma roast you like a 3rd degree sunburn
in a nursery, when I spit you get 3rd degree
Hotter than a tea kettle, my rhymes are on a new level
My room is on the 4th level, my hotel it got four
real presidential benzie, meet me and yo girl on the 3rd floor, its me Johnny Dang and dat boi C. Stone. its johnny dang comin straight off d dome, ridin
And when I do it I'ma do it like a boss (still breaking boys off)
Welcome to H-Town, this 3rd Ward talking
Coming down the slab line the fo's crip
am more monster
An entity
With some enemies
Though they feeling me
The emcee
That will set it off
To the 3rd degree
An Apex predator
Who you
get burned to the 3rd degree
Cuz I ain't no bitch ain't no fucking me
I promise you shit can get ugly
She a thot I can't give her no wedding ring
I need
at sea
Where the tide can flow to a weathers 3rd degree
I would know how I'm gonna cut the edges
Goin' through the trenches while wearin' short sleeves
No
and you lay
Dead and decayed
Hatin on me
Cuz I’m hot 3rd degree
Whatever I do I’m puttin work like Stephen
The stu my kitchen I’m comin out like Curry
I’m
I cry when alone
Feel so bad, you called me, didn't answer the phone
Can't ask me what happened, even I don't know
Cuts me up internally
3rd degree
lipstick on the lip of the Bottles.
A deadly stare too, will you see tomorrow? Uh,
You better hope that you got your 3rd eye open. Get smoked for whatever
a bloody mess (tap tap)
[Hook laps over 3rd time bridge starts]
I ain't nothing but a reject
On the 3rd by the mailbox
Waiting on my SSD check
Get food stamps but no cash aid
Just EBT
I could get a job I got
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