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ImDontai
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ImDontai
Songwriter
Songtexte
[Verse 1]
Satchel on my shoulder holdin' bands and XD
And I ain't picking up calls
So my **** just text me
We can get it poppin' like some Double Bubble Gum
Stackin' up my bread **** (Fee, fi, foe, FUM)
Baby want a threesome
Follow piece of wheat crumb
Shawty we can get dumb
Heard them titties so yum, huh
Power I seek, if it ain't about the money
Then my **** don't speak
[Verse 2]
I be in the lab getting immersed in these verses I'm writing
The lights brighter than the white of a mime
I work hard like I need an A on a assignment
They copy Tai like I'm Simon
No walkie-talkie I'm stat
Hittin' it from the back
Walk around with the strap
Concealed cuz' I can, it's a city law
Hold bitch you can't man, I pity y'all
How you on the street where these **** gon' really rob?
I up the heat, aim at his meat
Chili Dog
Really raw, look
I get it poppin'
Bitch, I'm Merry Poppins
I'm fly, ain't no stoppin'
But red on my body
Fuck, I'm going Majin
Maintaining my conscious, I just want that power
Don't care how I get it
Acquire my money, don't look where I spend it
Hoe, goofy on the outside
Mentally, I'm out my- hol' up
Hol' up
MIND
TRY
LIFE
[Verse 3]
If you keep in talkin' reckless
We gon' fuck around and make a mothafuckin'
Sacrifice
Matter of moments
I went for the chrome, now yo body lay soulless
Thank God as he hold up
Give praise the most high
Hope I'm accepted, my energy won't die
Is it evil to doubt?
Cuz' **** give God praise, he ain't open his mouth
Remind of my father how he ain't even around
No mistakes he made so little kiddie faces
Riddled with bullets is part of the plan I guess
Right, huh?
That's what they say, correct?
When little Timmy grip TEC, spray shit through neck
Of a child in the school-
Man
[Verse 4]
Fuck this world
I give up on hope
I give up on peace
Hope the rope choke me
Hold the chair steady
My ****, I can't die
To pussy to pull the trigger
My ****, you ask why
I ain't going out like a sucker
I'd rather lose life at the hands of another
I'll ride around bloods with a crab on my shoulder
Provoking the youth
Do not like me then shoot
We can go to war, pick yah weapon
I don't ever lack
Them bullets going crazy, throw grenade
And I'ma throw it back
Hallows you gon' swallow
Have you leakin' like a bottle cap
I'm moving in the nights, talkin' to death
I told 'em roger that
Danielle, this is just hypothetical
I wish to live if the message will settle you
I can see clearly, no smudge on the reticle
Life is worth living, I'm off of an edible
Written by: Im Dontai


