Lyrics

Yea yea yea Yea yea yea I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl I been on my yea I been on my own Say when life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold Cuz the price on your head is just as heavy as your soul And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll I Been I been I been I been calculated dancing round this powerful hatred Sleeping on my heart you just might wake up to palpitations Thorough from the start you can't even start a conversation Without sliding me some cash or something highly medicated I'm highly educated cuz I'm dabbin like a Migo Follow me I guarantee there's hoes wherever we go There's hoe up in your genome the shit you'd do to be on The only test I failed was that drug test that you pee on As I step on these peons this flow could stretch an eon And I'm so Captain EO you can see my glow is neon When Optiks throw that beat on I'm in hell wit the heat on In a bubble goose mixing hot and sour soup wit freon Can you stomach that twelve inch Bouee Knife inside ya stomach fat That's the type of details that made females fall in love with Kap I been in the kitchen so much watch me stack these oven racks Dap me with an oven mitt I know you ain't touching this I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl I been on my yea I been on my own Say When life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold Cuz The price on your head is just as heavy as your soul And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll I Been I been I been I been on some if they keep on talkin Imma end em all My shit last for ever like a tatoo I'm indelible It's red around my retinas redder then then devil tho These rappers all a joke got me dying like some fentanyl I'm the kid like X-pac flip stones like barney in bedrock spit truth to an army of dead opps And all eyez on me like pac at a TedTalk bett not Come around me tryna step on toes Imma flex on hoes with the pimp walk Y'all tryna blow on Tik Tok I'm tryna blow my head off When I see that shit yall just dumb it down and abc that shit Me I'm tryna be like Andre 3 and B.I.G. that shit Mothafuckas gotta lot to say, they gone eat that shit When they see how high he can get better believe it bitch It's real Imma bring the truth angels all got demons too All of mine are reaching through my vocal chords to speak to you Recognize a real don when you see the dude I bet you do wish that you could be this cool thats cause I been on my ps and qs I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl I been on my yea I been on my own Say When life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold Cuz The price on your head is just as heavy as your soul And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll I Been I been I been
Writer(s): Lane Kaplan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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