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Woo, this shits about to get fucking Murdered, aye, aye, little boy, were ya from Mama crib, theatre stage, outta rage 420 getting blazed, demon in a cage Wit a little bit of rampage, dis-engage Little page, over age, twelve gauge Shotty to the face going, blah ba ba I'm the shit, that's a foul play, Bombay Bouquet, little bit of croquet, baby Tryna for-play, misplay, replay Everything that happened just a little bit ago Pull up at the show, talking on the low Getting in my pack, gotta roll up Man I wanna fucking smoke Load another one, up, up, up, up I'm tryna get fucked up, sucked, yuh Took a little much, can we go to Dutch Maybe do a brunch, I have got a hunch Like a sucker punch, do a Little much, as such, light touch Mud-crutch, double-decrutch See much, retouch, focus on the beat It'll catch you lacking, leave you leaking Leave a 40 for me, J.K. baby see me Didn't wanna be me, getting creamy Room is steamy, getting freaky Oh shit RC you got a really big zucchini See me, free me, redeem me From doing blow and psyches At least, I'm on the mic Rolling round, like, pair of dice In paradise, I've been living Without you, ex I'm so driven Give-in, You know you were power driven Now I'm unforgiving, fuck you think I'm doing better baby, speed the track up Mr. producer, assistant producer, conducer Constructor, guess you could call me Mr. Abductor, destructor, like lightning, bitch I'm the thunder, or your instructor Nonconductor, or the obstructer Butcher, what cha up inside of, ya mother Some other, One after another Big brother, tell me another Yeah, I don't wanna see you creeping Inside of the trap, ski mask, gloves on Bloody face, mask off, run away Hanging with the fucking lames, yeah I don't ever wanna see another Motherfucker looking at me judging Everything about me and my body Go off, go off, don't forget to let that Little motherfucker know I gotta run Away into his little Mama crib, theatre stage, outta rage 420 getting blazed, demon in a cage Wit a little bit of rampage, dis-engage Little page, over age, twelve gauge, shotty To the face, going blah ba ba, I'm the Shit that's a foul play, Bombay Bouquet, little bit of croquet, baby tryna For-play, misplay, replay, everything that Happened just a little bit ago, pull up at the show Talking on the low, getting in my pack Got to roll up man, I wanna fucking smoke No this really ain't no fucking joke Tell that little hoe, that I got a little cloak Coke, want smoke, heatstroke, revoke Egg yolk, sunstroke, water soak, acting Like a god around the devil baby, same boat Going down the same road, new show Kicks tho, sail boat, same note, sugarcoat Promote, antidote, billy goat, bluethroat Fur coat, telephone, big quote, gon float End quote, motorboat, deep throat Stephen king wrote it, she croaked He croaked, chain-smoke, unprovoked Doped up though, from the dentist Raging outta suspension, from Substance, non-existent we live in Bro, bro this world is really crazy, crazy Feeling all my emotions leave my Body lately, lately, nothings the same, yet The pain still never gon go away, S.M.H. Uh, uh, uh, yo yo, don't fuck wit RC Burkk Like that, otherwise I'm gonna have to Cut you, off blow your phone, I saw you Turn it, off, baby turn the lights, off Take your time inside the backroom But, don't forget to drop them clothes off You know these bands and Marshall's Got the trumpets fucking bumping Speakers rumbling, malfunctioning No grumbling or fumbling, Gun-running Bubbling, dumpling, juggling, bust a ling I'm mumbling and troubling, I'm sipping On that, codeine, got me tripping Scotty pippin, dipping in it, quit it, pivot Me and all the homies pull up wit that Drip strip, blue chip, membership to the New York strip, ears screaming out Like, what, what, what, aye Little boy, where ya from, mama crib Theatre stage, outta rage, 420 getting Blazed, demon in a cage, wit a little Bit of rampage, dis-engage, little page Over age, twelve gauge, shotty to The face, going blah, ba ba, I'm the shit That's a foul play, Bombay, bouquet Little bit of croquet, baby tryna for-play Misplay, replay, everything that happened Just a little bit ago, pull up at the show Talking on the low, getting in my pack Got to roll up man, I wanna fucking smoke Baby girl I'm just tryna choke, on the clit Lick, spit, submit, it legit, acquit, admit Ima catch you lacking, in that 8, 16, 32 Bit, run up on me, booty tickled, 4k Caught em, wit that 420 getting blazed Stuck inside a cage, fuck the demon wit The rampage, now I gotta disengage Yo none of it is competition, got an ego Know I got it, give less than a fuck I'm the guy that wrote a fucking Song wit the title, 420, woo, woo Yeah, 4, 2, 0
Writer(s): Ryan Burkhart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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