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We know the truth (Trey made the motherfuckin' beat go crazy, nigga) Drums in this bitch, Big Pun in this bitch I got Pippi Longstocking with her tongue out and shit Give me the cash, I need Long John Silver Left him in the wilderness, he lucky we ain't finish him Real criminals with mops like janitors Temper tantrum dude, Louis V, bag him down When you was store running, I was thuggin' Slappy down He ain't killer, when we was kids, we used to slap him 'round Smoke with me, it get nasty, it's Black & Milds Tough niggas shed tears when they catch these shells I should take you to the back and pat you down His head high, soon it's gon' be a happy sack We had him dancing and singing like Backstreet's back When playing ball, had to throw him out, Cactus Jacks If .223s make me like Mike, hit his back with Jordan Swiss cheese, never heard of a back of a rim? Just left SpongeBob holes in Patrick and Sandy Almost threw it all away double backing on snitches Talkin' dab with a dealer Man, what happen to niggas? Shit, for real Back for the business, I'm running 'round laps on these niggas Drastically killing, I'm loading up max in a fully I got a fully with a dick, if you ask, it's a pully I'm from the trenches, palm trees, really active, no touring Mad Max in the story, left some matches here for you Try to burn me, we'll set his whole mattress on fire Black badges and Ferraris MacBooks and Ataris Blackjack 21 him Tit-for-tat, no cease fire Fish with LED lighting Don't you ever think robbing Life's a gamble, we got 'em Copy that, nigga Hashtags, nigga Trash bags, nigga These Glad bags'll put you in a white sheet Let it rip, Beyblade, my heart darker then Wesley Snipes One to the chest, one to the head, nigga, we don't got all night Bitch, I'm from the Stinc Team, we ain't doing no fighting No back and forth, we let the news do the writing For real We know the truth We ain't doing all that And we know what's going on We know the know the truth, lil' nigga You know what's going on, long live Jameon Jameon Davis, I'm high as a bitch For real So we back on that shit Sheesh, I'm high as bitch, can't do it right now Oh, fuck
Writer(s): Samuel Ahana, Darrell Wayne Caldwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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