Lyrics:
breath steamin'
Shit we consuming too loud like it's screaming
Neon light rays through the night steady beamin'
Pull up in a ghost, bet the coffin came
flu
I graduated from Fligh School
On my way to that Fly U
I'm a freshman, I'm fresh MAN
And I'm still reppin' that 9-2
Yeah my crew I throw it up
I blow
under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,
Coke is still dryin', it's ready by two
Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons
Overseas, snappin' the view
I'ma fuck her the second we get in
a
Deal I ain't cuttin' deals
Nigga run the scrill'
Add us up it's a 100 mill
Yeah, the first trip I had a 100 mill
Froze it all like water chill
Did it
the fuck should I let you live
When I'm dead inside?
Rapid fire, my delivery
I'm bustin' at they (your) whole crew
Nigga, remember me
Hit up my Outlawz
, $hort
Get in where you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high school
Now you're hardcore like CB4
Biting, what you want to be me for?
It's your
straight up reality
Made by the streets, done by insanity
Drive-by, yes, it's the season
When the Ganxta kills for no reason
When an MC is slippin
you some complimentary TDE ski masks
Question, you know how many copies The Matrix sold?
It don't matter, The Matrix old
I double cats, I ask 'em if
(Forty-eight)
Four-eleven Smith niggaz, (Forty-nine)
niggaz in the streets (Fifty)
Now add these niggaz up, I'm fifty niggaz deep
[Lola Damone]
[Verse 2:]
Yo, I
mu'fucka
Parkhill stand up
G-Dinero in this mu'fucka, Let's get it
I love a good cigar and a cognac
You can catch me anywhere that the hustlas at
You can
Uh, hmm
Hurry up a bit
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Repeat x3]
I like the way you do it, when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'
Check this
got the
fever for the flavor of a single see me and
Shady I think we got it locked down shocked
by the sound I got you crusin' with your
top down these
it.
Take a pic for the haters for I get up in it
And that's real..
I don't give a fuck how you feel.
Having it all ain't apart of the deal
B*tches
Rasco..
Bout to rep the bz's nigga please..
[Verse 1 - Rasco]
Set the post, it be Rasco from up close
Emcees that's rotten can get the full dose
The hoes,
I know them twenties real well
Now we coastin', me, two chicks and toastin'
I turn up the volume, watch the bass get 'em open
Soft-spoken, with
I know them twenties real well
Now we coastin', me, two chicks and toastin'
I turn up the volume, watch the bass get 'em open
Soft-spoken, with
by yourself, bring a friend or two
(We be ménagin', it boost up his ego)
She a lil' demon off that Casamigos (woo)
Yeah, Baby
Tell 'em my Nina, my
the house?
100's of people be groovin' it out
Cuttin', mixin', scratchin' non-stop
Party rockin', two hours non-stop
If you got Serrato bravo
But if you can't
When I spit that real shit they like run that back
Put the lime in the coconut, Then mix it all up
When life give you lemons, shouldn't give two fucks
drown (Swim, swim)
My nigga got felonies, let him out right now
(Woo, ayy)
I'm in Miami like I'm Zoe Pound (Yayo)
Call up Zoey Dolla, jet ski, water
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
the 5, by King Sun with the Sword
(Yeah, yeah, we got it goin on) (3x)
(We got it goin on)
[ VERSE 2 ]
It's the King of a kingdom, descendant of King
How to lick me up like 醤油
Cook it up like 豆腐
Imma cut and go through
In the pot, hot, cooking like it's 鍋
忍者s Talking Tony Jay
忍び They make a way
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