Lyrics:
ain't got no red lights
I'm 5'4 as tall as your bed height
Smoke a big blunt finna take a lil' jet flight
I'm a train wreck you can call me a death
my Rolex
And I'ma die by that
I'ma die 'bout my respect
Too high I cannot wreck, ballin'
My life on edge they talkin' ra ra
Gon' get they lips gra ra
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
trapped inside my own jaw
I've been scratched red
By my own shawl
Two hundred eighty five times
Without my head
I can feel the ships float bottom to neck
microphone check, who's next?
The five foot three, time to catch wreck
Set the situation motivate your mind
I'ma, step ahead and not a step behind
Bass now
wreck that bed frame
Ooo but what you said
You made your bed
I keep it real
I don't pretend, no
Playing games that Super Smash ain't no Nintendo
I keep it
part III niggaz can't fuck with me
My style's knock kneed plum crazy (what?)
Who's that wild ass motherfucker catchin wreck
Stickin Jamaicans for
better kneel
When you see me comin
Big Scoob got em runnin
Sex when I flex I catch
Wreck on the world tour
With dough in my pockets big
Like the Biscuit's
Come on
Come on
[ VERSE 1 ]
Do this, ugh, come on, come on
Time to get wreck and kick the so on and so on
The I-see-e-T
O.G. M.C.
L.A.P.D.
I'll look back but by then I know ima be rich
Sitting in my big ass mansion and with no one to share it with
Remote control
Mhmm
Remote control
With
me
I've been popping pills to ease my mind but they control me
Left hand in the trap i'm shooting shit just like Ginóbili
All alone, I'm by myself,
Don't you dare stop rolling, Roger
Smoke
You don't really want that
Smoke
Take a big drag, then I choke
Disappear and gut you like im
Smoke. Smoke.
Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
I guess that's why it seemed like such a big event
Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
I guess that's why it seemed like such a big event
loved by one of them
Size 14, 16, 18, 22, 24 in style again
I mean them big fat cuties back in style again
You ain't had no juicy Lucy until you've been
a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line
you, love me like you love)
Get me? Yeah
Ain't no love ting here (no love ting)
It's just one big cycle here (cycle, cycle)
Yo, ain't no friendship
waste time
And yes you can be replaced
I'm better by myself
Y'all niggas is mad whack
Frequency got the room air dirty, uh
Big mouth
Big claims
Big sway
The harsh realities of life is takin' toll
Even Jesus Christ forsake my soul
Please tell me what price to pay to make it whole
Take control, I'm
to works and for my dreams come true
I know, i'm wrong, i can't say no
More crazy than a painting by Van Gogh
For me is not easy to go out of control
I'm
Verse
Starring out the window, watching life go by
Second guessing choices made in my life
It’s funny how I say, that it’s all…. about You
But I’ve
fuck up once then it's over
Two Ballistics on my side I grope em, you notice
I Flail em around something's takin control
Don't ask what I'm on just on go
here huffin and puffin and we keeping it in
Im the big bad wolf with the leaf in my hand
I got mind control on them muffucin pigs
When them bitches leave
be- be-)
Wolf pack, we the big dogs in the food chain, go apex
I'm a legend 'round here
Shooters with me, couldn't give a fuck about a paycheck
My data
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