Lyrics:
time im the cave and i kill that shit
Homie i look at a whip and pay cash and shit
Yeah bitch i fuck up the party and vanish ay
All of my homies are
the wives is widows soaking up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't living they trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch
Walk in the kitchen, grab bacon, I whip
Double cup, ain't no coffee, I took me a sip
I might drop a little bit of wok in my grits
I might swap a P
think I'm mostly here for the
Listening to music this is bliss
I tell you I'm in love with Willow Smith
You tell how you think she's pretentious
But damn
waited years for the chance to have you by my side
Now I'm in the jungle with the demons coming for my life
Coming for my life, baby soon they'll come for
Ohhh... ahh yeah Ohhh... ahh yeah
By my side by my by my side I want you by my side
Girl you must be tired the way you running through my mind
I
a joint
Call that and-one
Then whip back to Haymarket in my McLaren F1
Man sometimes when I be rapping I'm just capping for fun
But it's my last four bars
Billie jean
“He ain’t dead” like fuck you mean
Ain’t stressing with my Smith and Weston
I got gray hairs since fifteen
Since fifteen
Spin the whole damn
Castillo
Fuck the bitch but the pussy stink like a minnow, I can scribble down rhymed syllables
I'm a word Smith like Jaden or Willow
Baby got an ass that
go from la to the bay and then back
Cause I'm very much missing my bae
Hair on my dick and my face and I shave it with mace
And erase it
Flow into
jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
I whip it just like Willow
Face down, you in a pillow (Uh)
How do you rate my
IOUs and MOU's
My shawty got that good hair
Whip it like willow do
The proof is in the pudding and the good food
Best believe it's catered to
You don't
the zoo feelin' like the newest member of Wu
It's Payne
See my agenda like enter the ninja
End a pretender hit ya with the 31st by the end of December
I've seen it all
I have seen the trees
I have seen the willow leaves
Dancing in the breeze
I've seen a man killed
By his best friend,
Swear I almost ran outta breath
Nappy hair nigga tryna spread my wealth
I'll kill a GOAT and wear em as a pelt
Got girls from the east to the west coast
I got this track from willow smiths Instagram
Far be it from her to know who I am
I just heard that magic and it hit me like
What's your plan?
I got
a stampede of his fumbling green gentleness
You stopped by, I was all alive
In my doorway, we shucked and jived
And when you wept, I was gone
See, I got
How many waves in my hair?
One for each day of the year
I have no peers, who should I really fear?
My balling top tier, to the streets I keep my ear
the field I sprint with it
Thinking quick
For my pitch
Bitch It might just throw a fit
Bitch I might just
Grab the opposition by the necks
They not
On the ground last night I slept with my Rose
Her body soft like a pillow
With flowers in the air and her limp brown hair
Dangling over my shoulder like a willow
Dark as the night you're still by my side
Shining side
Gone are the days we stopped to decide
Where we should go we just ride
Gone are the broken eyes
sawyer on my hip, tinted in the rora
Bad lil chick with me, looking like Kimora
Lead that's me in the pocketbook to yora
Long pretty hair ass juicy
J.R. Smith
I would definitely put my hand in your pocket but not the way you want
I put your whole family in boxes like y'all the Brady Bunch
Put
Someone to chill with, Keep it real with
Tell me when I'm not fresh and on my nephew of Uncle Phil shit
Steel pride, like I was forged by a will smith
Did
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