Lyrics

Designer shit copper Weed smoke in my chakras Call tha doctor All i speak is gucci louis fendi prada Smokin kush like obama Wit a chopper right beside me like osama I just need a magic bitch just like zatana Paper cuts from counting commas I'm tha black dalli lama I got fish scales on my neck ill feed you to piranas Cut you up with my kitana and my glock is fully auto Off a tab weed shrooms you won't me till tomorrow Pull up to tha party late asf nigga sorry Affliction is my jeans and my shirt ed hardy Lean the only thing in my gut man I'm starving You can tell my momma sorry play these bitches like atari Pull up to tha party late asf nigga sorry Affliction is my jeans and my shirt ed hardy Lean the only thing in my gut man I'm starving You can tell my momma sorry play these bitches like atari Hop up out tha bed bitch i got my fucking swag back Talking down on sewer imma turn you to a hashtag Body in a trash bag All i smoke is gas pack Run up on a fuck nigga tell me wear yo cash at Slimey ass niggas man where yo fucking mask at Kimono rich as fuck i might pop up on the nasdaq With my battle axe Brutal legend call me jack black Chrome heart crosses on my mind till i have that
Writer(s): Bryce Charles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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