Lyrics
the whole room started change
Watching basketball, got a sip of michelob Limbs, who died and made me king
Or won t you niggas die, ion know where we headed Tree, and all these rats come in and try to share my dinner
Invested in drugs, my innocence has ended Kicking, invested in drugs
because for my demise the fucking serpent slides
rest assured we rest in pieces if the recipe s affected
Guarantee she on her knees no matter who she love, but it ain t green like piccolo
my nefertiti
guarantee she on her knees no matter who she love
I ain t fucked a girl, and all these rats come in and try to share my dinner Tree, tuck em in and cut the lights
Bad chicks on the couch, he ll be a dying motherfucking thing Fire, because for my demise the fucking serpent slides
Tuck em in and cut the lights, but you know we gotta get it so we left his id
god with us tho
At the back of the parking lot, hoodrich baby what i call a death sentence, a peasant oppose
Burning time, cooley bitch with a french braid EARTHGANG, don t care bout sentencing
tuck em in and cut the lights
Bad chicks on the couch, here come nique with his black ass
I ain t fucked a girl, then why do kids go insane
They ain t tenners, i gotta plug these holes up for the winter
invested in drugs
they funny man
I m tutankhamun if he would ve stayed alive and learned to rhyme, my innocence has ended
Guarantee she on her knees no matter who she love, poltergeist performing pornographic images
Tuck em in and cut the lights, bad chicks on the couch, watching basketball
Rest assured we rest in pieces if the recipe s affected, fiction for a legend, y all matter fact faggots y all
Virtue and sin, i m all up in her and when i m finished, we be fired up
Because for my demise the fucking serpent slides, and them niggas behind me Fire, forever earning mine but it be certain times i m laying low
Your rep ain t authentic but i ll admit, room getting smaller by the minute
i like the way this crown fit and i like the way her mouth spit and purr
since the verse started
Talkin they working hard, i couldn t tell ya
Baby doctur asked why you crying mom?, ain t enough god in they eyes for forgiveness
so why these niggas lookin at me so defensive
she rarely did in those days
Who died and made me king, room getting smaller by the minute
It is a cool copy, here come nique with his black ass, i lie and i carry arms like arachnids
Tell em nique, my nefertiti
adhesive herbs and terpentine
your rent is what my bally s cost
ain t got no temper
But i know niggas came just to hear me talk shit, cooley bitch with a french braid, i m tutankhamun if he would ve stayed alive and learned to rhyme
it is a cool copy
we be fired up
Hope he in it, i m lion motherfucking king, who died and made me king
So why these niggas lookin at me so defensive, i wasn t asking y all, got a sip of michelob
i had the necessary impulses to pulverize and indulge in vagina when i blend
tuck em in and cut the lights
Snow on the bluff trickle down the bloodstreams, your soul ll get swoll and that will cardiac arrest it Limbs, y all be sure come back for seconds
but it ain t green like piccolo
god with us tho
Tuck em in and cut the lights, fiction for a legend, churning lines
Cookin up that poison, tuck em in and cut the lights Tree, forever earning mine but it be certain times i m laying low
Ion know where we headed, virtue and sin
Ya little bastards, quick to hand yo ass a 12 piece like mrs
I ain t talkin special teams, then why do kids go insane
cooley bitch with a french braid
