Avalanche

I do what i want, but i do not flaunt
I do not flex, i come correct
That's why i get checks, that's why i get checks
Im always ahead, that's why i get neck
That's why i get throat, that's why shorty choke
She's straight off the boat, that's why i don't vote
I dont do coke, them pills, i might do those
I'd rather not, that's why i smoke
I beleive in a god, but religions are flaw
My God is in me, that's why im raw
When i take shots i don't drop the ball
That's why the reff is confused what to call
City on my back, that's why I'm so strong
I just lit a plane, that's why im so gone
Cooking in the kitchen, that's why I'm so sauced
Stunting on these bitches, why is that so wrong
Mammas first baby, that's why im so bronze
Ain't no first lady but im still Barack
Keep it running when i pull up in garage
Rappers in the back seat, i kill them
That's why im the best at this shit
And that's why there's no questioning it
Little mamma give me top
Thats why im the head of this bitch

Avalanche, Avalanche
Avalanche, Avalanche
Did so much i think i need an ambulance
Got so much it's looking like an avalanche

Ill turn your plug to a buyer, all of my drugs are designer
I keep the gas like a lighter, bitch can you pass me the lighter
Then spread your legs like some plyers, killing that shit, Michael Myers
She said im what she desire, i hope this bitch aint a cryer
I need to cop me a pound, and so much lean im a drown
And i need shrooms, like an ounce, but just bought me the cow
Ball on these niggas who faul, but im just fucking around
One time i went to the outlets, and i just smoked in the crowed
Yeah i was smoking the loud, everyone looking like wow
Lile this nigga really a clown, and i still aint put it out
Sipping on captain Morgan turn me captain kirk
Heard of this shit called Morman? Imma go back to church



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Writer(s): Kirkland Jackson
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