Lyrics:
To sevens together
Like time indefinite
Try to catch the glass
Before it falls
Without a frown
Can you turn up the stereo?
I want to play you
spacecraft and-
What the fuck? He know all that just by looking-
William Kai, thirty-eight years old, highest honor graduation
Iq 179, 98.4 aim consistency
(Jesus)
It's like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah outside (Lord)
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Donnie, Ye, what up n-?
get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I don't
in it the boons
And catch a little moon tan
By the time you go back (if you go back)
You'll be city girl buzzin' over country boy lovin'
Tellin'
back was to the wall
And it's good to know that you're still the one to catch me when I fall
We've been crazy tight and I realize when all is said
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
White boys fall out
In a whirl of decisions
Show me
poisonin'?
And what's a little fight? Tomorrow, you'll be boys again
It's your life, live it however you wanna
Mar-a-ju-on-na is everywhere, where was you
poisonin'?
And what's a little fight? Tomorrow, you'll be boys again
It's your life, live it however you wanna
Mar-a-ju-on-na is everywhere, where was you
the hunter gets captured by the game
I had to lay such a tender trap
Hoping you might fall into it
Love hit me like a sudden slap
One kiss and then I knew it
trigger's aimin' right at your chest
By the time you figure out that she gave you the runaround
You won't know where she's at
She's a tumbleweed blowin' in
of steers that day
And four to five good mounts
But when all the boys rode into camp
We knew that's what counts
And we sang, yippie ti yi yay and "amazing
the Chance up, Donnie Trumpet said bands up
Donnie McClurkin said stand up
I know contracts are like handcuffs
I know combat when it's hand to hand or with
Fast
That's the kind of car you wanna drive when you're sixteen
Fast
That's the kind of boys that you want on your home team
Fast
Yeah, you
forget it Donnie you're
Out of your element yeah, Young Gerald
If you think you can fill these shoes
Well then say so
If you think you can make these
I'm looking at a funeral wagon rolling down
A two-lane highway winding past a desert town
A big blue canvas painted by the Master's hand
dollars out the printer
Bad boys I catch call me undercover,
Street grindin' cold cut motherfucker
Yo-yo-yo he flip like handstand he cookin' them 10
hoping for the day I fall
Never that though Black 4 4's for fedz
Like Donnie Brascoe so peep the cappos
Who mack most splash it up with lactose
Pretty
To see a little girly oh
Bimbo, is a little boy
Who's got a million friends
And every time he passes by
They all invite him in
He'll clap his
doing what I gotta do, flying at this altitude
I look out of the window like goddamn, that's what I really do
Don't know why I fear the planes, sometimes
Weigh in the middle
And I'm steady buying property
I got land to catch me you hit the lottery
Niggas so stop playing
Boy I ride what I want to and ye
dem with word power and sound
We'll if you build you house pon sand well if must fall down
What does not concern you said leave it alone
Not even
they jock me dog
Glock cocked for haters tryna block me dog
Catch 'em solo, they geezy, don't shock me dog
Well get the fuck, slide on out the way
the road to see a little girleo.
Bimbo is a little boy who's got a million friends,
And every time he passes by, they all invite him in.
He'll clap his
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