Hee-Bie Jee-Bies

Tryna get her back blowed...
Asshole...
Just follow where the cash go...
Both natural...
From Flat Shoals...
No Nat Cole...

Rollin' Backwoods on the back roads
with a bad thing, she just tryna get her back blowed
When it come to broke boys, she a asshole
Got no heart, she just follow where the cash go
Ass fat with a afro, both natural
Came up on the Eastside, from Flat Shoals
She f*ck with a young king, no Nat Cole
'cuz he kill shit, count cash so casual

Covered in VV's, she covered in CC
I toss her the D, then I toss her like frisbee
Kill every verse and I make it look easy
Colder than cold, you might get Hee-Bie Jee-Bies
Good pussy, good smoke - my only Achilles
Don't give no f*ucks if these niggas gon' feel me
I murder the beat then I make me a killin'
I got off my ass and got out of my feelings
Born in the 6, came from Humble Beginnings
Good guys never win, I looked up to the villians
I keep authentic, don't tell me I'm different
I'm minding my business, stacking my winnings
Came from the basement, now I own the building
Mary my preference, don't f*ck with prescriptions
Got hits out the park, Ima need me a penant
Watch a nigga rock out independent
These days I'm saving way more than I'm spending
These niggas is goofies, don't care how you spin it
Run up in ya spot, give a f*ck bout who in it
Niggas want war? But with what ammunition
They can't see the flow, they can't touch my ambitions
They can't bag my hoes and my paper got interest
I got the sauce, the drip and the fixins
Stuck in my ways, all I know is this pimpin

Rollin' Backwoods on the back roads
With a bad thing, she just tryna get her back blowed (Whoa)
When it come to broke boys, she a asshole
Got no heart, she just follow where the cash go
Ass fat with a afro, both natural
Came up on the Eastside, from Flat Shoals
She f*ck with a young king, no Nat Cole
'Cuz he kill shit, count cash so casual

KAMIKAZE



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Writer(s): Matthew Francis
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