Lyrics:
her mental
I snatch her soul just off subliminals
She like what happen?
No Michael Jackson
You've been hit by you struck by a smooth criminal
She say
bitches
Yuh I ain't the same same same
No eternal mistakes
Split my brain
Floor seat lakers game just saw Kobe shoot
I'm with Michael Jackson and he told
gon' spray
Hm, Damn, Shit, what can I say?
Don't give a fuck 'cause I'm bout to get paid
Making five-hundred K every twelve hours
Multiply by two that's
run off
i love living like a criminal
michael jackson
IMA SMOOTH
CRIM-INAL
and im bad
off these drugs
i go fucking mad
i b in my bag
i b
you with that
You with that let's go
Just give me two yellow bones with cute faces
Gotta be bad can never be basic
TV screens is looking like Matrix
the background
They fuck up with me, I got racks now
You say you got bodies, no cap now
Michael Jackson, I beat it, my head down
Don't clue me, that shit ain't
Jack-son Mahomes
Slide by myself on my Franklin
Left Grant and Jackson
at home
I'll never cross JR or Top for Guap
Unlike Louie & Jerome
Moon walk out
my shawty like Millie
Michael Jackson moonwalking like Billie
I run them bars from Detroit like I'm Grizzly
Said you are better than me boy you
nigga
I’m Michael Jackson gone bad billy Jean nigga
Go check my background it’s gangstas in my genes nigga
I use to stand in front the store and serve
break bad habits with bad mood
And I'ma break your spirit then break it to you like bad news
Like moonwalking with Michael Jackson in bad shoes
this a risky buissiness
A No Limit Souldier
Commanderin' Cheif
An' Michael Jackson
Can't rock a muthafuckin' party like me
I'm bumpin' for the real
I will bleed on it
Bro a real shooter, two greens on him
I will fuck your bitch if she fiend on it
Feel like Michael Jackson, Billie Jean on it
back then
I gotta keep going leave that in the background
Secondary things gotta wait
Just know its never too late
Audio runs through my veins
Too high
the shine
Gettin to it so inline
I'm influenced by the gold
I do it if I tried
I'mma get 'em every time
Ready 1...2...3...grind!
on two-five
Or your big brother put you on like surprise
Hearing my hood described
So vivid you could see it by closing your eyes
Maybe it was the age
DNA
I got demons, pain and enemies inside my DNA
I got passion, guts and action tucked inside my DNA
I got pints of Michael Jackson's blood inside my
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
who you are
Do you hear me Jake and Logan Paul?
I'll inject them with a Michael Jackson dosage of Propofol until their dozin' off
I've fuckin' had it
food stamps or baby mamas or the Maury show that time coming remember Jackson 5 before Michael Jackson diedHe said it's easy as 1 2 3 you got me running
she was a freak
Her album flopped, it only did two-thousand the first week (that's it?)
She put a record out dissin' Quavo, bad timin'
Honestly she
have to have ‘em
In fact if I don’t I’m gonna kill myself
I’ma thrill myself like Michael
I don’t throw jacks, I’m Jackson
I don’t go back, I’m back, son
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
That's a hit and run, bitch, call GEICO (21)
Six karats hangin' out my motherfuckin' earlobe
Shinin' like the glove on Michael (Jackson)
Got a couple
[background ad libs by P. Diddy]
(Danger)
(Danger)
(Ah ah ah)
(Danger)
Today is the day we ride, you's a made your whole fucking family by
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