Anyting, grr (Yo, 3lack, what the hell, man?) 3x3, AFG (Way9) (Man like Ron, you know) Free all the guys incarcerated (Elevate, this mix sounds mad) (Ay, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold)
Life's not a game like Snakes and Ladders I beheaded the snakes and I climbed them ladders (Myself) Kicked back, and I laughed at these faggots Now, a daisy one just swing me a badders How dare you tell me "Ride out" when you haven't even stepped at yourself and banged it? When I got back, they wanna know if I planned it I heard E1's really good at the ad-libs I heard E1 was the one who stabbed it (God damn it)
They keep talkin' my name, like one bitch from Camden Guess what, E1's back on the landin' The govs tellin' me I'm outstandin' They heard me in the radio, last night spazzin' But really, it's a splasher I already got two, tryna bag me a hattrick Then Body weren't Number 1, I came home to elastics I give it to Macks 'cah know we can manage The other one shit, had to give him a sackin' In schools, he's so-called savage The road's goin' worse, now, he's movin' dramatic I'm not bein' funny, it's 2022 Stop talkin' about guns that you don't even brandish I bucked a real nigga, that's toxic While havin' conversations about me droppin' He told me "Watch for the hit, you clock it" Tick tock, I can still talk about droplet Every day, E1 is the topic They won't act the same when they see me in public Fuck it, just fuck it Put 'em on a table with all the loose women that gossip I had guys droppin' in my DMs But they're not on the block from AM to PM (AM to PM) Anyting grr when I see him, I see him Is it a Audi? Is it a BM? She givin' the opp, what a naughty BM (This one's noice, still) She was one in the GM Bro said "Stick to the story-rappin'" They won't tell you how it actually happened Life support, they were clearly cappin' When I think 'bout my opps, they infusey, nasty E1 never had no tucked, teachers at school used to call me a spastic The streets pay well, do the mathematics Your MCM still balls about trappin' They got tired of Enfield Lock Why you think they start hidin' the wounds? We used to kick ball, go ask what I'm on I used to go through legs, now, I go through tops My pen's like the wand, the Wiz' and the Oz She said "I'm too much", stop stirrin' the pot These not in my pitch And that shit got cropped Call me an opp, don't call me a thot Back then, they didn't wanna know I guess things have changed, and they askin' alot DS came back like "E1, you're hot" They sayin' "You're groomin'" tell them "I'm not" It is what it is, it was what it was I did what I did, and I got what I got She asked "E1, how you bust that door?" Same way that I pull out and bust my nut
Life's not a game like Snakes and Ladders I beheaded the snakes and I climbed them ladders Kicked back, and I laughed at these faggots Now, a daisy one just swingin' it, badders How dare you tell me "Ride out" when you haven't even stepped at yourself and banged it? I heard E1's really good at the ad-libs I heard E1 was the one who stabbed it Life's not a game like Snakes and Ladders I beheaded the snakes and I climbed them ladders Kicked back, and I laughed at these faggots Now, a daisy one just swingin' it, badders How dare you tell me "Ride out" when you haven't even stepped at yourself and banged it? I heard E1's really good at the ad-libs I heard E1 was the one who stabbed it
(Yo, 3lack, what the hell, man?) (Way9) (Man like Ron, you know)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
