Lyrics:
to your pimp
Like a P-I-T
Wool out
Don't let go to what you got
And don't come back short
'cause you might get mopped
I'm a pimp
And hoes ain't shit without
to the heavens, holes in his body, I gave him like seven
Shot him at ten, he was dead by eleven, by then I was at my boy crib playin' Tekken
And that's what I'll
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels
Ayo the razor blade under the tongue
Piru white Panamera, I was playin' some punk
Test the yay' before you pay
Rub
that I'm spittin' game
Niggas underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but trippin' sprayin'
Layin' skanky bitches to the canvas and bustas can I man
thought he would've let up
Like what the fuck
This nigga goin too crazy dawg
Forever Rollin
Drop Top
Bitch you can't get in this whip
We sprayin at the opps
known for sprayin, what the fuck you sayin?
Your crew fell, you jail 'cause mine doin it
Yo, quit the jealousy, and get to felonies
My niggaz sellin ki's,
in the distance listening to the slaughtering of there own.
So fear and stress sets in as the other groups approached the slaughter house led by
Yeah, Yeah
I'm on my Westside Gunn shit, nigga
Pull up to the block
Know what I'm sayin'
I'm with TempoRSA
Ballin' on these niggas
Yah feel me?
Yeah
what bitch, I'm takin' your spot
They say "don't hurt me"
But I don't show no mercy
When I'm sprayin' the block
They say my shit astronomical
So it looks
Real recognize real, yeah
Real recognize real, yeah
Real recognize real, yeah
Real recognize real, yeah
Ima do what I wanna,
Pull up in a Tesla
We
the rest and what y'all sayin aye
It's about my time I get the mic and start sprayin aye
This is how I'm feelin' in the mental to the heart though
Never sold
that's what you get
when you leta nigga lick that clit
do you like it? (yeah)
want to a nigga to bite it? (hell yeah)
from the ceiling
To the flo
up in my head. Some say I OD'd
Off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
Died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. Niggas
Hate, but I don't drive by
By any means necessary
Couple million buried in the cemetery
Beamer, Benz or Bentley, jealous niggas envy
Got me grippin' heavy 'case a nigga
these dude
Yeah we could jump 'em and check em, by sprayin' techs at these fools
Make it to trial, you don't win, indirectly you lose
You bad, makin' that
they both imperious, uh
I was an accident, so what is life initially
Officially love and lust accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin'
If you never find love, how the fuck you gon' lose it?
If you don't pick, how the fuck you gon' choose?
I've been flexin', livin' life, I'm goin' by
To million dollar drops
In the penny stock
I walk around my big ass crib
With Gucci socks
Tatted like a Ese
Yea
I'm with them stupid locs
Gang still in
set trippin'
So listen close, 'cause I don't want y'all to miss
That I'm bout to break it down for this bitch, check it
Acacia, Poplar Maple Spruce
know what it's about
The money be coming in waves, and I'm ready to drown
Jackson, Benjamin, still be around
And I hopped out the foreign, just to be
bag
Wish a nigga would, I'll bust his ass
I spazz out, pull the mask out
I'm sprayin choppas in a glass house
I let it rain when I cash out
Hop in
a fuck bout what a fuck nigga say (What)
A lotta you niggaz won't say it to face (Bitch)
John Gotti fuck diggin' a grave (Huh)
Off the bridge by the Empire
Things were looking good
‘Till I opened my eyes and saw that
You were just a skunk
Sprayin' muck on my life
Things went from bad to worse
I think you
sprayin'
The switchy hit his block I promise it was painless
I been feelin' so high damn near weightless
Metal on me tucked boy I'm keepin' that stainless
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