Lyrics

Face colder than Gucci Mane Feel so Abel when i'm on the Cain Undertaker when i fight the Kane Import that from Spokane Thru the city thru the fuckin rain Get so wet white pussy slain Pinch my face i can't feel da pain Chop chop chop that cocaine I'm that black magic that David Blaine Black on white O on McCain Momma think i'm stupid Well damn i think im super sane Smokin super strange that super strain Shit that get you super lain Shit that get you Chinese eyes Muthafucka that's Lo Mein Like a bowling ball i got my own lane Shit i play my own game Fuck rap and fuck the fame Got me feelin like i'm not alive The way they treat me like a no name Know we are no same Just know that i don't fuck wit no lame Make the bottle pop light it up I prolly never stop Funny how i'm doin shit i say i'd never start Pop pop pop Pills make me drop Whole body straight lookin like slop Prolly gonna have to clean my shit wit a mop But don't worry i'm the cream of the crop look Imma user scrape that white like a cuticle It's unusual treat this shit business casual You niggas unsuitable boxed up like a cubicle If A$AP that pretty muthafucka Then nigga i'm so Now you know me Lights Vision I woulda been like What you comin for like Biggie you kickin my door Now look who spread on da floor Came wit three and i spit four Coulda got gory seen it all before G I want the free money just like alimony Without the bitter hoe i wish i never saw before Got a lighter i'll roll a turkey leg up Sprinkle my jaw wit da dust That shit ain't playin purple So you get fly just like Nerf do Mango sweet papayas and cherry lighters Slow motion just like walkin in the ocean It's a tricky game When you don't know who shoot off they pistol Clear as crystal lucky they missed you Half steppin copy can't get your weapon Said she didn't believe i had to teach a lesson Said she only got ten girl you can keep that I'd rather face this dub than get baked wit this muffin She love every time i change clothes I'm like her Teddy Ruxpin She like adjusting it How she love puffin the ends And the isms got you open again Black Moon blastin out the trunk Baked in the cut stuck as fuck Fuck wit dem white boys but i rather have a blunt Blowin skunk Larry Davis shoot the pigs when i dump That's so beautiful
Writer(s): Tyreese Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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