Lyrics:
them not
(That's gangsta)
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why
[Chorus]
No return no return
There's no return
No return
Yo scientists gather in a secret place to debate,
They photographed the earth from
with my zombies and
My goons like Transylvania
My niggas got it low by
Scalpin' tickets out the stadium
My messages is free movies
That’s word
I’ma live it up only got one life
Cup full of dirty gotta mix it with the Sprite
Its okay I’m good
Don’t know if he is
We’ll be okay by the end
Catching feelings she need medication told her meditation is the way
Told her if you come around you might get attached there's a price to pay
There's
I'll carry until death suspended by marionettes
Whiskey breath pairin' wit cigarettes; chest carrion flesh
Face carryin' stress. Nevertheless, I'll
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without
that behind
Lift the arms
Exhale just a couple times
Soda lemon lime
Mixing liquor in the night
Casually just riding and I need you by my side, yeah
Mix
726, 223s
What else hit his skull huh?
Minecraft, zombies, me thats at yo' door
(ARRGSHH)
She like Lia tell me baby
How you move so trim?
My bitch
Yeah (Secure enemy!)
Yeah, look (If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight)
Talking to my momma half the time (Shoot on sight)
Talking to my
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
There you go with yo bad azz, aye
Ugh, colder than December, car out the shop
Big daddy did it again, like it or not
Pose for the camera, Snapchat
Eat shit, you overbearing male chauvinist member of the scientific community!
Thing-fish:
What a sweet lil' hunk o' heaven she growed up t'be! when she
big
Knowing by the way she drop it, that she heard the booty mix
I just wanna break shawty in half, do her like a Twix
Big booty community, I gotta add
if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he
not to think of you
Tell me where you
Have been hiding out
There must be something I can do
Suddenly, I realize
The way to go from now on
I can
a speech about how she's feeling
But I'm more intrigued by her lilac ceiling
Any time now there's a question pending
She wants to confirm a romantic ending
Stacking money just like blocks
She always picking from the top
Meet me at the spot
I'll b there after this drop
Swing by(swing by)
I'm outside(I'm outside)
on her stereo
The night she sang her love to me "And I Love You So"
Keeps saying "Oh, please take me to the picture show
I'm just not ready to go back
hidden palm leaf
Its beyond me how yall let drugs turn you into zombies
Mommies, they gone feel it like a jock piece
Strap didnt rhyme and I'm not
track off-the-rack kind of a track
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
You know where I'm at, there go the gat
Pass me a bat,
Henny
Lovin' be good 'n' plenty when she sippin' on Remy
Not many like me, I like when you do, what you do
To excite me, it's all about you, then it's
bop they're not there.
In an mmm bop they're gone. In an mmm bop they're not there.
Until you lose your hair. But you don't care.
(Repeat Chorus)
Can
on that
We just sold out a merch run in like one day
So go cop that we use Wickr, not WhatsApp
She a licker like cognac
Told 'em all I had flow, but
We just
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