Lyrics:
asleep at the wheel once. Never again.
Will you see me swerve
Drive by waves crashing at my feat. Marine Corp
Wash away my sins in the sea. 2 in the tub.
never mentioned what's in my head
You know shit turn from zero to a ten real quick
Outer body
I'm a zombie
Pick you up from Hot Pilates
Boy thought he
[Chorus: x 2]
I don't care, as long as the bassline's pumpin
The drumline bangin away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move
I took too many pills this time, fantasies inside my head
Aren't in my head, I'll lay in bed with the devils (Yeah)
I'll phone again I'll phone ten
moves like a show
Head full of dreams
They can't rob me of those
22 seasons passed
Still gotta grow
Too fast for you
Even when I move slow
Saint Laurent
head
I know these niggas want me dead
Just know that I aint scared
Im riding around with one in the head
And Baby Jo
You should know
I stayed 10 toes
to be a good leader
Especially if they gone follow
Drop a ounce on ya head
My young niggas
A rob you by tomorrow
Then bring it back To me
Split it
For
off them X pills she moving like a zombie
Would of wished you good luck but bitch you ain't no Charlie
Yes I'm scarred for life and I'd say it out yes
stay ten toes
Yea they talkin but they all gon fold
They don't really try me cuz they know that I'm bold
Bro keep ballin flex on all these hoes
she want me, I'll take that head, Ain't got no problem, 1v5
Let choppa, let it spray throwing up green flag 4ktrey ,but the black one be stainless pain
ready to die
So when I apply pressure, niggaz gon' respect it
Tote guns to rob niggaz, I told 'em to use
And leave enemies of friends that like broken
still brought shit to the table
I'll rob ah nigga blind, Ion care bout no labels
And double back the same week and rob his fuckin' neighbors
It's Bigtuk
like a zombie!
From dusk til dawn
We just sing a long
Might feel it tomorrow
But we'll stay strong
Til the big bright sun
Comes again tomorrow
Camping by
forever sick
Inject the microchip into my dick
See these criminals who rob our tribe pleadin' the fifth
And the mental slavery continues if it was food
it
when I paint
I'm in the store with the paint, bitch the store getting painted
Bitch I do this by myself, ion need a crew
Knock a nigga head up off his
to do was ask, instead he tried to take
So to stop all of that and keep my soul safe
I just hop in my Lac and head tha other way
(Chorus 2X)
While riding
be brainless
Must I be a zombie walkin', this brain is dead but head is bobbin'
Thoughts are racin' super sonic
Cutting across, straight demonic
like it's hot
It's all on tape matter fact you all are fake
So that four will make ya head alternate
'Cause while I'm stabbin' and jabbin' you get
shit alongside I, the apparent head
I am the general, bow now
Fuck saluting!
I don't really think y'all niggas get it
Run up on your with a army it is
Squeezo he posted by me with berettas
He better be on his 10 when we get up
65th shit 'till a nigga is rotten
He wanna join i'm like ''No, no
We got it''
Woke up this morning got a heavy head
What I'm gonna do, I'm sure I'm not scrolling the web
Put my Js on, swaging to the max
Pocket full of money,
know it's cold out
That choppa noise right to his head he finna fold out
Man we can't play with them lil niggas they gone hold out
Man they just sold out
And my bitch ass is as fat as a white whale
Real thoroughbred, I swear she a cloudsdale
Old school melodies stuck in my head
Hear a lot of critics, I'm
give up the money
Im aiming straight at your head just like I'm shooting a zombie
Cause he the choice that make when I speak to my conscious
And If he
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