Lyrics:
real
Let's make 'em all bow down, put 'em on they knees
Don't sneeze, that's on my enemy, freeze
F*** it, let all of the law in line
We'll enter
fake
And as the days go by, you can?t forget
The way I make you feel like shit
Mc?s like you, I?ve seen ?em before
You keep on saying "f**k too
in
An eight ball line
Now on this tip they started
Runnin at the lip
Jumped in their deuce and took a little trip
Hit the block about 12 on the tick
Bad trip
Had a bad trip
Bad trip
Had a bad trip
Shroom season
The room's breathin
Heavin' all the food I've eatin
Can't pull out now, too deep in
in sport
Don't fuck with E
We be stars like Givenchy
Make those G's just like Gucci
She F's with us just like Fendi
She ah real bad gyal just like
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
F*** Gucci
Intro
Yeah yeah, E. mims
Yeah
V1
Aye chief, that ain't it
I hope you don't think I'm bout to pay this chick
I hope you don't think
Bad b;s Snapping,catting,capping darlin
Like what are you doing?
What you know 'bout chilling OT?
Bad b's knows you and your f*cking G's
What you know
with B
Then he ain't have it that bad if you take it from me
There's no reason to doubt, I'm soon to be one of the rhyme greats
Miseducated like Lauryn
Yea
Its F-DUB niggas
Y'all know the Crew
Aye, aye, aye
I ain't got time for the back & forth
We can throw hands; we can let em' go
Counting up these
I belong to you
But you were wrong so now what ya gon' do
Bad by myself
I can do bad, bad by my damn self
I can do bad by myself
Yo I done it
BASIC
SHE WANT ME TO TAKE OF THE LATEX
SHE ACTIN BAD CUZ SHE OFF A ...
I F^CK AROUND AND GET A "LATE" TEXT
BACK TO DA GANG SH$T
YEA IM WIT THE N$GGAS YOU
I'm 'round
And I got a mask on me, got cash on me, got gas on me by the pound
And I got a bad b*** and her a** thick and when she walk around it go bong
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
I had dreams of being a f*** rap star
Mad riches, bad b****, jewels, and supercars
I was 13, bumping "Nothing Was The Same"
Picked the pen up
of you like psychedelic mushrooms?
All right let's go find some
Form a single line behind me, walk slow
(follow me kids, come one now, come on)
you
of you like psychedelic mushrooms?
All right let's go find some
Form a single line behind me, walk slow
(follow me kids, come one now, come on)
you
sounds like incest
Woooa
Eulogy ! She outta breath
Baby got murdered by sex
Yeah
F*ck her in her ear
Kuz she ain't tryanna listen now she deaf
Woooa
Slow
The Don Make It Happen Like Genie He made a wish F*** N**** want to be me
Keep talkin yo sh** old heads said I’m legit can tell by my fit they like ooo he
left me
I don't care about them I got this by my side
I don't need your presence
You say she yours alone
But she sacking my penis
All they do is faking
I
These rhymes and lines together like legos
Except it won't hurt when you step on me just dislocated elbows
I'm like an old guy on the phone cuz
Intro
Aye yow you know its Enzo Kingston Bwoy
Wey mi sey stocks and shares
Aye
(Chorus)
Man a bad man long time
Them boy they only bad pon line
Tryna find my own f***ing way right back (Right back)
She just wanna run from me this ain't no track
Pulling the line she say she want some slack (Some
lost her life
F*ck cancer I swear that sh*t is out of line
She got two baby boys why the f*ck you take her life
Sometimes I think why not me instead
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