Lyrics:
New niggas to wash
New year
New bottle to pop
New year
New functions to rock
Think I forgot
Lyrics cause bodies to drop
Fuck that I’m heated
Don’t
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers
goes for bad reviews, good reviews (uh-huh)
Any press, the news, I don't watch the two, I watch for crews
"Triple Optic" cockpit views
Bird's eye,
the liquor
And dick for two bad bitches
She started screaming, sound like bloody murda
Ask her if she's cool, she said pass the blunt, I said word up
Word up
the 5, by King Sun with the Sword
(Yeah, yeah, we got it goin on) (3x)
(We got it goin on)
[ VERSE 2 ]
It's the King of a kingdom, descendant of King
hide
Strap in let's go fly
Light one in the sky
Two tools
Case one don't spray
I like the way her body sway
Two pills
Can't feel my face
Take one more,
Bullets flying everywhere didn't have room to shoot
Then he saw a firecracker sitting by his shoe
Worked first time so maybe he up for two
Op walk
Hello, yeah, the party
Just come to the street with the addy
The one back at the road
The one that's like one or was it like two
Then I hit him up
turned to lust, turned to lust
Bottles blunts, bottles blunts
Take the thoughts away
They take the thoughts away
Oh I need a woman yeah, oh yeah
And you
goes for bad reviews, good reviews (uh-huh)
Any press, the news, I don't watch the two, I watch for crews
"Triple Optic" cockpit views
Bird's eye,
I could make her fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now, then you should probably get familiar (get familiar)
So if you don't know
Rollin', pockets on Bruce Bruce by Louken
Coming from colors like fruit loops remove goose
Hoes right behind me in 2 groups they too loose
Balling
doubt it, Picked up the Compton time
and read about it, How my crew makes the front page
in a rage, In a live concert blowin blunts on stage,
the front no fucks
I'm up bless up
Got a new fifth
And I got a new zip
So lit I'm sick
Two blunts both hit
No stick big back
Big rips blunted packed
Big smoke
Summertime living, no problems around me, surrounded by woman (Eehhh)
Your betty came over, she cried on my shoulder, I'm playing the villain (Eehhh)
got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
I got five bucks,
in the same roof
Two bottles of the same booze
And couple of joints, so stay cool
Uhhh
I know this is not you
I know that you gone
But this
missed you and I don't know how to express it
Live in the moment but im never present
I said that I love you just know that I meant it
Rapper by day but
there's billions out there waitin in a room
But I'm living modest to my dream have to face it live it through
Fridge was empty but my bank account got hella
pain
I'm a bottle of my sorrow
I'mma just live for today
I give a damn by tomorrow
Acosta has passed Platoon 14-1
I feel like my heart broke
Now I'mma
to you I bet it sting
You wanna ride it your hide is divided
By my 2 thumbs ?, I murder it when I get inside it
Hit it till you get it, then get
I'm willin' to bet, you're willin' to sweat (yah)
But illin"ll get you - (bruised), I kill and I step to - (crews)
And abuse two's and three's, who's
Higher than a muthafucker, blame it on sativa
Im just tryna live my dream, turnt me to a schemer
First class motherfucker, ask if i need a teacher
Hope
not the bottle
I keep broads by the (?)
Shape and mold em like waffles
Call em by the palm, get up in they ear like 'Uhh' make a dike wanna turn
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