Lyrics

You think it's a joke But we is not jokin Make yo ass disappear like hocus pocus Smokin on gas and you know that shit potent No I don't drip Splash Ocean Ball no assist No Kobe Don't want no lip Thighs open Ain't chose this shit This life chose me I keep a stick Cause they might smoke me On the east side See me we live Wit me five guys No beef y'all fried Aye aye Catch me off sides I blitz y'all hide Real shit no lie Bitch you know it gang gang Tryna get this bread like a duck Headshot you stuck Point five outta luck Pull up outside in a truck Ion really give a fuck Better hope to ass duck My niggas reckless We keep us some weapons Send you to the heavens On god like a reverend Eat my bitch up like some breakfast Get throat like a necklace Got lean in my beverage Aye East side Knoxville We rob we kill Take shots no film Get popped like pills Aye aye Take off no field Stay hot no chill No fraud stay real All of my niggas we gang bang You think it's a joke But we is not jokin Make yo ass disappear like hocus pocus Smokin on gas and you know that shit potent No I don't drip Splash Ocean Ball no assist No Kobe Don't want no lip Thighs open Ain't chose this shit This life chose me I keep a stick Cause they might smoke me Ran up a Check Saks fifth Ain't ain't no neck Just sex Just like a vest All chest I make em sweat August On drugs and ain't slept Feel nauseous Don't want no debit Want all checks My diamonds be wet No faucet Kan't get upset I'm ballin Shoot a nigga drive by Can't say bye bye Fuckin on ya thot thot Jump a nigga hop scotch Thuggin like pac Play and get shot Fuck all the cops Nigga Fuck all the ops Wipe you like snot Get wet up like mop Lil nigga stop City on lock I'm in the middle Came up from the bottom A nigga won't stop till I'm all at the top I wanna patek Felipe wrist Don't want no static we keep sticks Drive automatic got neat whips Think I'm a addict I'm leanin My drugs keep attacking my demons My bitch get to scratching and screamin That Pussy be bitin no teathin The people they say I'm a heathen You think it's a joke But we is not jokin Make yo ass disappear like hocus pocus Smokin on gas and you know that shit potent No I don't drip Splash Ocean Ball no assist No Kobe Don't want no lip Thighs open Ain't chose this shit This life chose me I keep a stick Cause they might smoke me
Writer(s): Eric Holt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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