Lyrics:
He pushing with the gas
And he S**** by the O
Im tryna be the richest fucking youngin
In the world
Im tryna be be flexing
With all the diamonds
and crunch through all this hard shit
I want gobstoppers, candy necklaces and Nerds
I want Bubble O'Bill, Redskins, and a Curly Wurly
It's lunch time
the time of our life
Jammin on biscuits, coffee and tea
Big pints of water when I got thirsty
What do you do, how do you get by
Says I, I write songs, I'm
My Name
Written By: Micah Marine
You don’t know my name
And that cool cause hip and I’m rockin
I don’t want your fame
You be begging this how’s
Girl
Yo, you got problems if
You start thinking that imma switch
I'm convinced Imma redefine what it means to rock bottom it
I ain't even trying to boast
Zombie Party
By
Phill Scullard
2015
Speak
Went out with some friends the other night and they said to me, 'Phill, it looks like you have been
Girl you know I gotta fade, Gotta skate
Clap my hands, You delusional
Think you got a O, That shit a gram
Say less '09 shopping right At payless, Why
Strácame pojem o čase
Bežíme Kylian Mbape
Bežíme bežíme stále
Nevieme zabúdame čo je správne
Kráti sa čas a ten mina sa
Kedy prídeš za mnou ona pyta
the night, man, it's time I just fly
I had to think about a time, man, it's time I just ride
Eleven o'clock at night, the door answers, time I just cry
Damn, homie, in high school you was the man, homie
What the fuck happened to you
Caught some flack movin' two g packs, by Howard U
Heard my city is
matter if they shake the pot, I'm still a favorite
You got no plan, I stay close to the Jacks, it's like O'Shea
You can never find my weakness, cause you
just low me
When I see her I’m fixing it all
Like she be my cow girl I’m saying howdy
If she coming Pretty petite or thicker than me
Come hop in my
test
My bars on ron just like Artest
So they O.D when I inject
Gon call the fire d
Epartment I'm hot
Gon call the cops
Cuz I'm servin' the rocks
Call
ice man I'm rollin
Loaded yea we be loaded
Loadin mo shit huh
Loaded I be loaded huh
Loaded it still loading huh
Raised by my momma
Not a mommas boy
reconcile
They reckon ill
Make it if i rap more
If i dnt o well ill be a trap lord
Coz dem birds stay out da back door
Money talk u aint saying nothing
the biggest hunter
All them cold case, Turn me to the timer, Like they all on top
I'm out your ass, the white one, D and D-O
I don't even do no taunting, Go
le briss le sommet
J’ai sommeil
Quand je vois les gold-digger qui veulent le miel
Pourtant c’est toi qui kill les abeilles
Je jure ngiatanda
kea o
O.T.W
Hang around the cats and the dogs and let em loose
Ain't feeling like Henny, mixin' Notic with the deuce
With a classy girl, all she sip is
ready to eat
It's four o'clock, I'm trading stock and I ain't ready to sleep
But if I'm keeping you awake, then you should probably leave
My nigga coming
blessed I got the one up above
Kind of hard to see cause I be too high
Doing big things so why would I reply
One One Six is what I live by
Hit target every
the fuck I am weird, I don't fuck with your friends
I can't fuck none of them they be double o seven
At the end of the day, I'ma tote an eleven
By the end
own mind, my dear
Life by numbers
Doesn't serve you well
The city girls are up
The stairs I know
And there's no romance
In a dead end show
In your
this goat talk like I ain't picking my foes off
One by one, just making sure I don't go soft
Smoke the best weed, always blowing an O off
And bars is
and rearranged
Thought I'd be the difference, Boy Wonder, shame
I used to want the girls, the money, and fame
I still do ain't a thing changed
It's hard to stay
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