Lyrics

Yo I ain't givin' you freebies for nothin' What kinda business you think that I'm runnin' I barely even got love for my blood Probably hop on my nuts if you've seen what I'm thumbin' I saw you and you ain't see me out in public When I see a goofy, I'm slick Donald Duckin' I'm the early worm that mercs the bird for frontin' All your rollies lookin' underfunded All that money laid up in a bucket GK motherFuck thAt runner up shit Gold frame, view is unobstructed The grass gets bluer in Kentucky Midwest, careful who you fuck with They origami foldin' for the onion I'll stab a hype beast in his Stussy Is everybody angry, is it just me I need a bag, I'm thinkin' bout coppin' a Jag Damn, the cops on my ass, I'm rockin da Stussy She rockin' da Gucci, huh Why is your bitch in some plaid? Shoutout J-Dabs, shoutout to Brad Damn, I'm thinkin' bout killin' my dad I'm holdin' grudges, he never cared, huh I can't leave that shit in the past Smokin' some herb with the baddest bitch Ain't none of my family average I'm stuffin' that spliff with the cabbage patch If we got smoke, I'm the catalyst I really shred, I'm the raddest, uh. I need a bitch with the fattest ass I think I'm Jimmy, I got a blast You just a loser behind the mask, hoe Promise you gon' pay me for discussions Ovulatin' niggas on they monthly Complicated, never bitch, I'm comfy Doctor patients paper in abundance Miles of greatness racin' like Daytona Lead the way to keys, he push atrocious I'm seemin' fake to those who never grow shit They probably right, I never liked your old shit Or new shit, music useless, get the notion CDs used for weed for me to roll with I can't fuck with things that break my focus The lens I see life in is way too stoic Here come the flow switch, I can't be fucked with Get killed with a magnum and fucked with a Trojan These verses are golden Curve your approach with a curve, leave you broken I ain't with the jokin' like uh
Writer(s): Marc Stubblefield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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