I'm coming through the front, I ain't worried 'bout shit Trying to harm me I leave his ass like a tip I'mma tell you now, I'mma twist him like a hip Then smoke a blunt by my motherfucking self I don't give a fuck 'bout none of you here Bitch, I only rap just to let you niggas hear And when we do a show your fan base disappear Bitch, I ain't lying I'mma keep it sincere Bitch, since when could you chill up over here? Bitch, hit the road like a motherfucking deer Get hit too, shit bitch might as well I don't even talk all a ho do is tell I’m standing on a boat finna set the damn sail I burn incense because my brain likes the smell She get a whiff and thought that it was a spell I ain’t say come but she at the hotel Fuck a nigga mean, me and my niggas don't be fucking with niggas We give no fuck 'bout none of you niggas Or whoever with you I pull up to my nigga then'll spark Blunts already rolled what the fuck a nigga thought? East Memphis streets still burning damn hot Police might as well live up on the damn clock That's why I stay in the goddamn house On the damn couch while I eat take-out Text T.A. when the weed run out Call T-Bo when we finna swerve out I be on the beach feeling like a bird now Smoking on a ounce on the roof of the house Master Roshi tried to kick a nigga out 'Cuz I had a sack I ain't tell his ass about Bitch you fucking know what the fuck do we about Hollow Squad Blunts don't never fade out (BITCH!)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
