歌詞

Airblade Backed in, get back, insane, pack out Packin', get actin', get packed out Back down, pass out, BONES be blacked out Snuck my snub nose, passed the pat-down Before I act out, I need the dope Before I lash out, I need to know Pick it up, my pistol flip a riddle Then I let it blow Riding in the motherfucking drop-top Chevy, I'ma pedal to the metal I'ma go like Petty 45 with a 50, big trunk got me heavy Two shots, now he on the stairway to heaven Pop-pop, buckshot, bitch shut the fuck up If you live to tell, bitch you done lucked up I'm the living hell and I know that's fucked up Brain in a cell, if they call, I'm locked up Bad to the bone, bone, heart made of chrome, chrome Ice in the chain got my blood running cold, cold Looking at my catalog face on my lone Looking at the world like it's all your fault, fault 100k flow, put 'em up in a vault Nobody know what SESH be about Only thing right with the world is us No pass, just puff on the O's in my lungs (HealthySESH) Big ass blunt, light it up while I'm swerving Dirty ass mouth, wash my words down with bourbon Bitch I don't rap, every verse is a sermon My shooters some niggas that be burning down churches Swear you all tough but we know you just actin' All I get is big love, bitch I moved past it Luger or the 40 Glock, still not lacking Left him all bloody then I threw his ass a napkin Mess with my reality, yeah I'm fully focused bitch Stuntin' around town, getting knowledge from my older chick All up on my dick, 'cause it's longer than a ruler is I didn't go to college I was hanging with the hooligans Give no fucks, niggas know we made it cool again Ice around my neck, colder than a cooler is Lock-up in the spot with the gang, like a blizzard hit Fuck a industry, I ain't tryna be censored bitch Built fast, life, thank god that I'm living it Two girls with me, I feel like John Ritter did Fucking on swell I don't know where the sitter is I'm not well I'm a menace like Dennis is Real start bitch, light a blunt, then I go to rock Every song hit like a bomb dropped in Iraq I don't follow rules, bitch I do what I fucking want All around the globe and the dope never ever stop
Writer(s): Jamaal Ashby, Elmo O Connor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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