Día de Muertos

Yeah
Wait
Yeah
Wait
Got a bag of dope, is you gonn slang or what
My homie got that Glock'y, you gonn bang or what
Uh
Watch out for the pigs, they be watchin us
Yeah
Got a lil something in my double cup
Damn
Uh
What the fuck Is That
Got that dope inside the bag
Bitch I'm going in
Uh
And I'm blowing guap
Till my pockets thin
Yeah
Yeah

Yeah
Up in here stuck in the dungeon
Pull the rubber band when I lunge in
On my last breath with my lungs in
I'm a greedy fox this is my sin
Hella deadly on the instrumental
Like I'm peer pressure I'll be influential
On my debit card till I get credentials
And my paper chasing super confidential
Currently chasing the current that's foreign forever I'm forging my own way
Fornication over fabrications cause I foster flows through imagination
I'm a star I already knew never needed no solace or consolation
With my ting and we with the crew now they checking us out like a constellation

Yeah
Wait
Yeah
Wait
Got a bag of dope, is you gonn slang or what
My homie got that glock'y, you gonn bang or what
Uh
Watch out for the pigs, they be watchin us
Yeah
Got a lil something in my double cup
Damn
Uh
What the fuck Is That
Got that dope inside the bag
Bitch I'm going in
Uh
And I'm blowing guap
Till my pockets thin
Yeah
Yeah

Fill Up The Room With Smoke
I Take A Toke And I Float,
Up To The Ceiling And Out Of The Roof,
I'm Gone
Going After The Bag And I'm Bringing It Home
That Shit Is Written In Stone
Now I'm Turning That Stone Into Gold
Just To Put That On My Neck When It's Froze,
Ice Cold Like It's Snow, See
My Flow Like A Typhoon On The Shore,
That's What I Call Water Galore,
Straight From Abroad,
A Couple Of Hunnids Inside Of My Draws
I'm Fillin It Up Till My Pockets Are Torn
It Ain't Enough, So I'm Taking What's Yours
I'm Hungry As Fuck, I'm Still Cooming For More
After I Finish, I Bury That Guap In The Floor

Yeah
Got a lil something in my double cup
Damn
Uh
What the fuck Is That
Got that dope inside the bag
Bitch I'm going in
Uh
And I'm blowing guap
Till my pockets thin
Yeah
Yeahhh

When I hit my smoke niggas hit the degrees
And I just cause a massacre and leave ya'll niggas deceased
I am that motherfucker ask my nigga G_seeds
Skin color too black B, Mxm
Like that kiwi.
Uh Uh
How the game is nigga really got me fucked up
But to hide all of that shitty pain, Mxm
I always sip on mud bruh
In the hills with a pack of wolves hungry for this shit I'm the alpha
Always high never down cuz coz the surface hella fuck up

Yeah
Wait
Yeah
Wait
Got a bag of dope, is you gonn slang or what
My homie got that Glock'y, you gonn bang or what
Uh
Watch out for the pigs, they be watchin us
Yeah
Got a lil something in my double cup
Damn
Uh
What the fuck Is That
Got that dope inside the bag
Bitch I'm going in
Uh
And I'm blowing guap
Till my pockets thin
Yeah
Yeah



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Writer(s): Paballo Sepesa
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