Tekst Utworu

It's that, it's that It's that (It's that), it's that, (It's that) it's that It's that fucking $carecrow posted on your fucking corner (It's that) Kickin' it with them robbers, fucking colder than a tundra It's a must, I'm stealing buck (It's that) .45 in the back of the truck (It's that) On my side with the 9 on tuck (It's that) On that lonely mystic phonk (It's that, it's that, it's that) Welcome to my torture chamber, this your judgment night Suckas always know that $licky robs on sight (it's that) Cigarettes in my ashtray with the blunt lit Couple junkies looking outside on that dope shit (it's that, it's that, it's that) Like im loaded right now? Ash my join in these versace Could I take your girl in prally When I whip it like kobachi How I kick it like karate Don't like nobody beside me I'm the only one who got me Let the money be the goddest $crim just handed me noradryl On these kush plane I'm the pilot Off the gotti I feel godly I'm like why not come and try me Dude, let me catch it hold on Grippin' on the shotty While im sippin' off the Stiry' I've been leanin' Tilted sideways part of me It's just my mainframe
Writer(s): Joshua Marchetta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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