Selling, shooting, and driving
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•09 Feb 2022
I’m coming back alive bout to bust out the tomb Pull up in a Mazda zoom zoom zoom I got two grams on me One weed and one shatter Sawed off 12 gauge make ya dome splatter Knuckle fuck ya face with a left right hook Dr Seuss in this mother fucker imma write a book One fish red fish blue fish too Im the fucking grinch imma bite the mic and chew I wake up in the morning load a clip and then I cock it Tuck an oz on my dick And tuck away my pocket rocket For the sales, dope by the bales, I just got a fucking quarter pound in the mail Roll another blunt and fill my lungs up with smoke The marijuana sizzles as I take another toke You know the fucking drill it’s gas, grass or ass Steady ripping hollow points straight out the brass Straight out the shell down barrel down range I’m about to put some fucking lead in your brain Thoughts clutter, you’re in the gutter I’ll do anything for the Bread and the butter Zip zip zoom down the highway cruisin Heavy in the game And I’m winning while you loosing All I wanna do is sell dope and squeeze the trigger Live a life full of fast cars and gold diggers Never ever stopped I got the pedal to the metal I’m coming right back around the block when the dust settles So get ready cause I got steady aim I’m in it for the dough fuck your feelings fuck the fame Boom chicka, chick chick boom Got a dope ass beat shaking up the room Roll another spliff and light the shit up Coming atcha like a volcano as I erupt My chain hang while the dope slang with the same gang Shots coming right back atcha like a boomerang Bang! Bullets rip through your chest I’m still pulling triggers in my Bulletproof vest I smoke, I think, I fuck, I drink I’m swinging at your face So you Better not Blink Selling dope out the fast cars, and I shoot straight and I got bars And I got scars and I came far, so now I lay low I’m under the radar
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I’m coming back alive bout to bust out the tomb Pull up in a Mazda zoom zoom zoom I got two grams on me One weed and one shatter Sawed off 12 gauge make ya dome splatter Knuckle fuck ya face with a left right hook Dr Seuss in this mother fucker imma write a book One fish red fish blue fish too Im the fucking grinch imma bite the mic and chew I wake up in the morning load a clip and then I cock it Tuck an oz on my dick And tuck away my pocket rocket For the sales, dope by the bales, I just got a fucking quarter pound in the mail Roll another blunt and fill my lungs up with smoke The marijuana sizzles as I take another toke You know the fucking drill it’s gas, grass or ass Steady ripping hollow points straight out the brass Straight out the shell down barrel down range I’m about to put some fucking lead in your brain Thoughts clutter, you’re in the gutter I’ll do anything for the Bread and the butter Zip zip zoom down the highway cruisin Heavy in the game And I’m winning while you loosing All I wanna do is sell dope and squeeze the trigger Live a life full of fast cars and gold diggers Never ever stopped I got the pedal to the metal I’m coming right back around the block when the dust settles So get ready cause I got steady aim I’m in it for the dough fuck your feelings fuck the fame Boom chicka, chick chick boom Got a dope ass beat shaking up the room Roll another spliff and light the shit up Coming atcha like a volcano as I erupt My chain hang while the dope slang with the same gang Shots coming right back atcha like a boomerang Bang! Bullets rip through your chest I’m still pulling triggers in my Bulletproof vest I smoke, I think, I fuck, I drink I’m swinging at your face So you Better not Blink Selling dope out the fast cars, and I shoot straight and I got bars And I got scars and I came far, so now I lay low I’m under the radar
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