Lyrics:
This is the sound of a Yoda
Bitch, we gon' spin till it's over
You ever cross me, I'm fuckin' you over
Niggas gon' die by the hands of my soldiers
I get
Wolf trying to right My wrongs
Demolition Man with the cause
Bye bye to the yuppie mob
I know, they buy, for low, I go So high, to Babel, I rattle,
& blue
Go and act fool
Pitching off that mound
John Smoltz
Or I'm Randy J
Ike up in the kitchen
Whipping work
Got that Etta Mae
Niggas think they
I nicknamed her Gabbana
Light skinned Heather I met her around the way
And there's a few names that I ain't suppose to say
So ima skip to J, 'cause
throats I'm oh so dope you prolly overdose
Up on these beats I beat yo ass just like yo older bro
I'm not J Cole with clothes so I won't fold no no
I've
people waste their time
You only get one life and I won't go wasting mine
Alright, alright, shut the fuck up and just listen
I'm feeding off the vibes, so
the money
Catch me in my neighborhood
Temple where I pray god, please
Let me sell some diamonds on e bay
Usually I'm hungry
But now I need some money so God
to you
So which one you choose, the red or the blue
At a point they didn't know about me
Bad bitches wouldn't go around me
Now I'm somewhere getting dough
Sucky sucky no sex
Everyday I gotta be the best
Marsupial, watch when I flex
The dress that she came in was blue
But somehow she still looking golden
sick, call the SWAT team
Looks on the left of me, dressed in all blue
Got drama boys up on my right, I Hawaiian punch coupe
Who run it? Who run it
Who
on Instagram by the beach but I know she right down the street
They just be talkin', ain't makin' no noise money keep callin', it fuck with your boy
I know they
So we left Beirut Willa and I
He headed East to Baghdad and the rest of it
I set out North
I walked the five or six miles to the last of the street
Yo, what up, it's your boy Dae-Dae
Yo, what up, it's RichboyRC and you're listening to Cartridge by Jay Browne
On 1(800)813-4evr: Deluxe
Dae-dae,
up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in the back
And Im feelin so true
Got much love for my
lose
My outfit it look so unprofessional, say that I look like Steve from Blue's Clues
It's another easy target we don't need an excuse
I'm not from St.
through
With the Benz coupe that's electric stole plain blue
I wish you was in the leather seat on the right
But I made a wrong turn by never treating
doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I mashed up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in
(back in the days)
When I just a little niggerole
I looked up to my bigger bro
Begged if I could kick it so
when he went out with girls I could go taggin
The block's hot, the block's hot with top notch glock shots
Surrounded by fiends but in for slingers to drop rocks
The blue baggy bender boys, that's
wrong I will delete her
Dog on a leash is how I leader
Sprint so fast I'm like a cheetah
Stevie Wonder, don't see no haters
Fly by, drive by, see you
Baby blue hue guru
I knew the blueprint
Gotta keep a small circle like a hoola hoop up in it
That goes on for the night
Condone rocking ice
I'ma
hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D.
And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone
She ain't done nothin' wrong man and we just want
Eyes red I'm full of that loud
Bad Azz like Lil Boosie
Acting out like that Bad Azz dvd the one I catch on YouTube
Counting money by the blue , blues
Heroes Amongst Men
Hand me any mic but have your army manned cause
You know I go HAM
Heroes Amongst Men
High As A Mountain while I'm flying by the fans
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