Lyrics:
scopin' out like a hunter
I'm tryna see which of them I'm takin home
Look at her, look at her, I like her, go get her
Fuck it, go get them, let all of them
Gametime don't play shy, see it in your eyes know you feel the same vibe
Gotta give it to you all night, gonna give it wanna get it from you all night all
mine gotta let her go
I'm getting my racks up made yo old thot act up them i get some more
I'm getting these big stacks, I pull up in all black aint
And ready for combat, I
Heavly heated, Weeded, Beat it, Need it, See it
Get it, Get it, Get it, Good, Don't get it missunderstood
My homey, Only homey,
pop out and it slip
I bust up on your nip and put my dick up on your lip
The shit is so wet it's like I'm riding in a moat
I want to be inside you I'm
it the though
My girl ask why I'm ducking so
Whenever this troll pull by, I say
"It's nothing ho" but damn
She call me out clam I'm bluffing
So I cut
cop it
And when I walk out yeah I know I'm the topic
I don't know a nigga that can top this
If you want that smoke we Gon pull up and then drop shit
to the ground
Keep you locked in your surroundings, don't go out of bounds
They treat the earth like it ain't ours
Let's assemble the people, we got the same
She'll go missing
Other niggas hands cleans
But we got it out the mud
Out the dirt grind
Got it
Out the
Out the mud
Got it
Got it
Out the mud
Got
Wanna rolex ring Wiley , when I was a bum
Nobody really liked me , now its time for someone to go get a new job for
Tinie
Im only playing,Im just
to see the day
Things in disarray
(You get what you deserve)
But this is me I don't care who it offends
I don't claim too many friends
Cause people talking
So you want to go out with me
Watch me get on my knees and bleed?
I stole this scrapbook from you
Doesn't matter 'cause you stole it
a star I'ma rock out (rock out)
Play 'bout that bag get you knocked out (knocked out)
Yeah
I'm in the booth off a pound
Fuck nigga play it go down
That
purple ooz
Got me like a zombie no Jamba Juice
Fuck I'll get it all on the way huh party my life till my day come
I slip and then I slipped out my mines
Before its the day of
Get out of sight (Get out of sight)
I'll find you tonight (I'll find you tonight)
I'll cut your life short (I'll cut your life short)
to call
hysterical glamour
i don’t laugh at all
imma send you out
to get my shit boy and you’ll count it up
can’t do it all by myself simply cause
i can’t
before I send it
Cause even you if you read it
You'll never receive the message
Why should I get out of this bed
I should be dead
Why not just go back
What's happening? It's King Crooked.
I dedicate this to all the rappers out there.
That's better than the rappers that's on right now.
I know it's
And I'm bout that
And I be like
This is my shit and I shall rip it like this
And if I do not jingle my motherfucking zipper
Then please don't give me no lip
sharpenin' knives
Main focus every day is make it out here alive
Take a shower in my boots and go to sleep in my shoes
Last night I had a dream some killers
and the spice
I'm a sweet boy, I don't bottom lip bite,
Bring the freak out, I'm a little more enticed
Used to get freaked out, now I find it more exciting
to the show, a yo, yo let it go
Bust through the do' (door), rag & flow and grab my hoe
And get back in the van with some titties in hand
Let her meet ya new
What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done
What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done
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