Lyrics:
hands in all states boy I do not do Geico
I'm spitting flames swear I'm bringing that pyro
[Verse 3] - pimp.le
My bars so creative just like I be Tyler
I
утих,
Но мои стихи — утиль (утиль!),
Пластилиновый вердикт поди тебе не пережить (эй, нет!).
3 раза за осень (осень), и меня снова заносит (заносит),
haters just goaltenders
Men lie women lie facts don't
Trying to hurt me by hating nigga that won't
Never was a day I didn't have hope came up from
Judy, um, do you think we processed that 100%? Because yeah, I do. Okay. No, I was just checking, then another 20 minutes goes by, Judy, can we, can we
Loops
Dem niggas ducks, dem goofy troops
Im da shit needa pooper-scooper
Dey the type to need a pack im by myself, don't need a group
Pull up solo in
trying to face the day
I'm lost without you
3 vers: for det e mangen rykter, masse dritt og intriger/
men eg håper bare at du skjønner ordene eg sier/
what'd you say no more money?)
No girls that just my lil' joke.......
Saw a hott lil' chick the other day
She said to my brother by the way
Do you have sum
nights turnt my heart to a blizzard
I was just down now I'm up counting figures
Aiming three right at your top like its Lillard
I ran that sack to get in
Rollin down the street and im looking for some honey
Hey girls, this guy swaggers kinda funny
Honeys, come on one at a time please
By the way I got
gat de connection
We nor dey frown one phone called I gat the link up she by my side everywhere
I dey go yeh yeh I dey go yeh yeh connection dey
We
by the negativity
(I don't wanna go to sleep tonight)
그렇게 때문에 나는 enemy
들을 다 killing 해야되는거지
'Cause I know I gotta be the OG 우
I play in my game 나는
(aye)
I gotta eat by any means (aye)
I'm stunting hard, I'm with my team
You know we gotta get this green
These niggas be looking, I know they be hating
I
tribes want my eyesight
And in hindsight
They all bite size please
Y'all never out shine me
I only count by 3's
There's only 12 reasons when hell
just riding with 2 in the back
Mama had caught me up weighing that sack
She was like, hell is you doing with that
I was like, weighing up 3
show you a side that
No one could ever get used to
Can't believe I
Went to three different high schools
Y'all remember water fights by Atlantic mall
Dont even know half of em
Kato said to grab the mic and Spit until i conjour them
But now its been three days of Partying
And i dont think anythings
Sliding like im bouta steal 3rd base
Told slime cant rob niggaz bare face
Go to court cant even get a fair caxe
No voice better pray to the heaven gates
No
At the end of the day I just wanted your honesty
But nah fuck it imma tell it
They say there's three sides to every story yours mine and the truth
So heres
the broke nigga conversating with the law
He Came around the block and got ate by the Hogs
You're frail and you're weak, boy you aint up to par
I might give
All these niggas on the same shit
On my same route I could never lane switch
Make me like 2 3 like I'm Calvin camebridge
Tried to send a nigga beef
The past haunts me, faded words by ghosts
That's when it got way worse, destroyed moments
I guess when death, there's life
Something amiss killing my head,
find a wife
See when you come from OC you need to see the world by these three things
Money honeys and how people see me is all I got to think
I ain't
to remember
Whip her like she a sinner
Nah i aint no beginner
Bet I last when I'm in her
Got her tongue by my zipper
In here cruising like Penelope
All about
WBLK
Recently I discovered a musical activist
Goes by the name Mechanick. Dope!
As I was doing field research for some uhhh...
You know some assorted
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