Lyrics:
Quick to grab a chicken head and clutch by the neck-uh
Double decker, hoes on my Woody Woodpecker
Niggas call me Grind say that I'm a home wrecker
Quick to grab a chicken head and clutch by the neck-uh
Double decker, hoes on my Woody Woodpecker
Niggas call me Grind say that I'm a home wrecker
I don't need them to tell me that
I found you
Is this love I'm feelin'
Tell me that I found you
Just to find yo' peace in
All those things I tell you
of the walls of your glass house of a home
They can't handle my storm, shattered by the stones that you've thrown
I can't believe you wanna battle, are you deaf
explained it in a rhyme Trapped the body but can't trap the mind Nip said it was a marathon Killed by his own before the finish line Clutch nine's
the mad scientist tryna make y'all niggas do that
Serve it out the trap
Come by 230
We serving
We cooking it up
Gang gone do the thang
I press a button you
on the block nigh outback
Chopping wood to impress
With that motion turning bright
You clutch that button from her dress
Now you arrive at her house
It knows its
and soul is hurtin' with you that's that empathy
But (Censored) baby we could be wavy if you stayed and laid with me
You don't gotta drown by your lonely let
certain nigga
They say I'm charged up
By default that's my state of mind
The maximum is 20 niggas praying for like eight to nine
All my niggas
And made for profit not wisdom
So let's resist them
By living our dreams
Why not build that house by the stream
Grow your own food
Be sustainable
Walk around
the microphone is in my clutch
I get props, I get stopped by the cops
That's how it is hops, when my tape's in a box
I've been through crews like a ho
And took em
with grudge
Started up buzz by fire from Clutch
Tried pay attention sleep in Church
My insomnia finally worse
How I Started at first
When I walked
weak when this pistol get to bussin
Bang bang that's my favorite percussion
Taking everything I want because we came up from nothing
Yeah
Make cmerica
flambé
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunct
The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come
done holding out damn, how he do it all by Himself that man got the juggernaut. You love to watch and talk that same talk that you keep talking but you
it, a desire satisfied
An acceptance gained
Closer now, far beyond that glimpse into a dream
Still healing, guided by a purity of courage
A vibrant,
Kendra, Angie, family, let’s hop in the whip and go ride
Mary and Katie been playing to much now your house come in clutch you can just stay inside
When it
Blockbuster; b-break cold, called so because it’s too cool to touch,
School that’s coveted so much, it grinds, like an old clutch.
My delight be on the mic, be
diesel as Rottweilers but still the main supplier when u admire that fire tired of ****** acting hard but they ****** you a man stand firm ****** pull up
none my time
Im popping these percs she wanna fuck on me
Tell that ho get in line
Ain't gon' lie that I got a heart, oh yeah
You get slimed by the big
chapter don’t last forever, get past it somehow
The lightskin Cory Baxter, bitch I’m back in the House [ion give a fuck, that bar hard af]
My
ass did the same
Best friends catching bodies and cases bidding in the feds
I left my house on that cliff no more living on the edge
Cause I dread
around the world sharing my views on such and such
And finally to clutch a point in time where I could say that I was happy
Own a business, have a wife
the Vette, grip the clutch, hit 100 before a minute, gotta get to the package
Time is ticking, that's what they not getting, niggas full gimmicks and don't be
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