Lyrics:
on the scene with cocktails
One nigga looking for po po, in Forest Hill
Someone looking through windows
The doorbells goes off followed by the pump and gas
Boys in the hood boys in the hood
Got two in the front as
I roll through the trap
Blunts rolling em up, shit pouring the Yak
I don't fuck with these
on his third backwood
He make me rap way more than i would
Hype me up show Seattle what's good
He tell me I'll blow up i understood
Army vibe a ten that's
you, then you can't blame him
That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade 'em
Get too deep up in that water and they can't save you
Me, I come
you, then you can't blame him
That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade 'em
Get too deep up in that water and they can't save you
Me, I come
Ayy, Bob, what up? Yeah, haha!
Meek Milly ha! Grand Hustle in the building!
Ayy hey!
It's B-O, B-O lil' C on the beat
Haha yeah
Yeah, ayy, ah ah ah
a spiral coz I got a couple flows every verse goes viral
Roll it up
Light it up
Pass it to a nigger that can switch up
I'm on that kinda that a lot
Mmm, aah
I just roll up
Lean it take the pain away, then I'll throw up
Then I'll pour another drink, what's the hold up
Shawty went the other way
Met
the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying to boast
They should bump it out break down a pound, throw on
Your loc's man roll up
who giggle walking by
People love Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash and The Stones
But no one seems to give a damn when I play one of my own
I guess that's
niggas want to be and shit
Or niggas just bored, want to be in shit
'Fore they get to rappin', start believin' it
Think they Ali and shit
I roll with
weed, you know I'm
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily
wants a piece of me
Just came back from linking Nitz, now I'm taking pics at meet and greets
Hit the road at 8am by 12pm that's 101
Now i gotta go link
Dolce & Gabbana on my feet, they look like Bob the Minion
Noddin off up in the driver's seat, bitch, I'm bout hardly livin
Uh, nigga, I'm bout hardly
just alleviate your clothes
Time to fly up out it catch you at a club
You get me fiendin body talkin' shit to me
But I can't comprehend the meanin'
Time
just roll up on it
I do the things that you wann' do
All of the things that you want too
Do anything cause I want you
Do anything cause I want you
racks & prove to those who hate on me
I could've brought you up with me
Still not healed still I pray
I see your face like everyday
Pain in heart I'm by
And you've all had that experience in Thrifty and right Aid where time seems to slow down. I think Boris got his film fucked up by the technologist who must be
[Intro: RZA]
Eh-yo, Kinetic
What up God? You got that glock cleaned?
Soaked those bullets in oil?
So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up
I love it
I love it
Wish I was above it
Haunted by the ghosts all at once
In my loneliest moment
Trying to fill this void
Roll up
So I don't feel so
pride won't let me run, by the time I thought i'd finally caught up
She was gone
I know, life e dey sweet but e fit brutally sometimes
Gotta keep your
anything
I've been rolling up blunts, Ima smoke it 'til it ain't a flame
She said she'd like to give me some brain
I knew better but I hit her anyway
Fucked
like to roll up weed, yeah, that shit easin' my mind
Yeah, Lul'Will, 2x bitch, I been up on my grind
Nigga tryna stop me, but can't, bitch, can't stop my
ride or die, I was doing fine
Took me by surprise, when I saw your eyes (Your eyes)
Sunshine beamin' through the empty sky
(Through the empty sky)
You
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