Lyrics:
to you guys just give me a call back
It's Krispy Kris by the way
Alright bye
With the boys sitting by the lake
We getting drunk and we don't care about
down then I chant it out loud
Oh my God what're you talking about?
An incantation to pull your soul out
Watch your husk fall while I claim what is mine
the pressing they fall flat
Tell yo bitch smd nigga all caps
What you call rap man i call wack
Tryna stuff shotgun shells in a mac
Get clapped body laps put you
a rack)
(Count a rack)
Baby I get it in fact
My accountant get it, Large amount by the stack
Might as well go and get "39" on my back
You can't fall out
(What?)
If it's up, then it's up
Lil' nigga don't get stuck (What?)
When you catch me out in traffic
Better knuck if you buck
(Better knuck if you buck)
If
Franks]
Picture a niggas that's raw
Amber fire his ass and what we'll say is what we saw
Muthafuckas I slaughter
Blow 'em out the water
L-E-G-I-T
me thinking what I owe my rivals (Pussies)
A nigga said we tried to squash it then you know we lyin' (Fall)
I told my youngin' grab that rifle, set
got next.
Look who I’m signed to dude
Big rock chain might blind you dude
Kii got the range that boy can find you
Started out Court side; Now we in
And when the rain begins to fall
You ride my rainbow in the sky
And I will catch you if you fall
You never have to ask me why
And when the rain
Talking loud ain't sayin' nothing
It's out there, we're reckless
We fall the whip a hot click
We giving you the best this
I didn't get a benefit, I'm
Re*Source on the Beat!
I forget what it's like
To have somebody by my side
But I've got to snap out of it, no
I'm not interested
I'm better on my own
hands out - here hold these slugs
ha-ha-ha yeah that's what's up
Real nigga straight from the fucking mud
Still walk around with the burner tucked
And I
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
Let’s find out what’s inside ya
I don’t think they trust the riders
When they gave me Justin Driver
So I’m settin’ up my tee
They planted me wit’ fire
I
on his damn back, said, "Get-Get 'em"
And never mind what they talkin' 'bout
Real niggas pull the money out when the drama out
Real nigga put the money
catch em I drop em
They police they on me it’s hot out here
They wanna kill me im lurking they hiding
Say whatever but you not out here
Don’t speak on my
Disguise
You tried to cover that shit up by acting like you was supporting me out can't deny
I knew that shit was a lie
I wrote this part for the boys in
figure out what's making all these teardrops fall down
Is it the cold or just the pain from last night's fallout?
Thoughts in my head, she and her friends
Pretty young champ like Camacho, spittin the hot flow
B-Boy shout, Zulu gestapo, bro
You know my stilo, cigarrillo con tamarindo
Habichuelas negras,
bread cheese and dough
From scratch but see the catch is you can get caught
Know what ya sellin', what ya bought, so cut that big talk
Let's walk
bread cheese and dough
From scratch but see the catch is you can get caught
Know what ya sellin', what ya bought, so cut that big talk
Let's walk
godless Amerika
I heard tomorrow ain't promised today
And I'm smoking on them flowers, catch the bouquet
Here we live by the sword and die by the sword
I only got me
(only got me)
Catch me slippin' they gon hit me up
(hit me up)
Living fast but the price not cheap
(price not cheap)
And when I fall
the ball
Who gone be by yo side if you ever fall?
Had to turn up my focus need adderall
Came up from none had to make something shake
Certified lover boy I
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