Lyrics
fuck around you ll learn your lesson
Product of the city, my man says six is your point
I m a kush blazing, i m a hard rocking
bush chasing
Trying to hit the hard way so i can break like steve miller, i m a lover and a killer Everlast, fuck around you ll learn your lesson
Bush chasing, word to god you ain t ready
Better watch out who you re stressing, bush chasing
Fuck around you ll learn your lesson, we re burning sensations The, with my four pound smith and wesson
I m a kush blazing, this is the warning i warned you baby, and i don t want your pity
word to god you ain t ready
This is the warning i warned you baby, i m trying to get these shoes
With my four pound smith and wesson, while your palms are sweaty, i mma come take all his money
If your man keep playing me funny, my man says six is your point
they wanna take my funds
i m a sinner
Bush chasing, i m trying to get these shoes Warning, i feel like god and the devil
I mma come take all his money, and i ain t asking for your love Warning, bunch of heads in a circle
Why you breathing so heavy, i m trying to get these shoes, i m a sinner
This is the warning i warned you baby, but yo they all think whitey s cheating Warning, i mma come take all his money
I feel like god and the devil, and i don t want your pity Warning, back of the liqueur store bout to blaze this joint
Trying to hit the hard way so i can break like steve miller, i m a sinner
hard sick summer winner
And heart palpitations, and leave him holy from this blessing, and i don t want your pity
This is the warning i warned you baby, got some dice in my hand, back of the liqueur store bout to blaze this joint
this is the warning i warned you baby
i feel like god and the devil
Daddy s handing out lumps, if your man keep playing me funny Warning, trying to hit the hard way so i can break like steve miller
So girl don t talk about me shitty, we re burning sensations
cause tonight i can t lose
Trying to shake these bones, but yo they all think whitey s cheating, got some dice in my hand
Cause tonight i can t lose, but i mma blaze my guns, and i ain t asking for your love
product of the city
Product of the city, product of the city
product of the city
Cause tonight i can t lose, i m a lover and a killer
Bunch of heads in a circle, why you breathing so heavy The, but i mma blaze my guns
this is the warning i warned you baby
i m a lover and a killer
With my four pound smith and wesson, bunch of heads in a circle
Bush chasing, take the money then i run son, got some dice in my hand
They wanna take my funds, so girl don t talk about me shitty
but yo they all think whitey s cheating
i feel like god and the devil
take the money then i run son
I feel like god and the devil, this is the warning i warned you baby, we re burning sensations
And leave him holy from this blessing, better watch out who you re stressing
daddy s handing out lumps
trying to hit the hard way so i can break like steve miller
Back of the liqueur store trying to break these chumps, fuck around you ll learn your lesson Warning, this is the warning i warned you baby
Hard sick summer winner, so girl don t talk about me shitty, but i mma blaze my guns
While your palms are sweaty, we re burning sensations
Daddy s handing out lumps, and heart palpitations
why you breathing so heavy
they wanna take my funds
Trying to hit the hard way so i can break like steve miller, and heart palpitations
And if you thinking bout a stick move, i m trying to get these shoes