Shinigami
Yo scrap what's da word in streets
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
Yo scrap what's da word in streets
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
Hate you can keep it
Nigga I peeped it
I got ya Bitch on some creep shit
Yikes
40 I keep it tucced for da defense
All because I got my reasons
Whoa
Niggaz be demons plotting in secret
Dats why you give em da treatment
Yeh
Family grievance
Deacon start preaching
Momma love praying to jesus
Lord
Walk thru da fires Den brush off da ashes
I'm gonna rise like a Phoenix
I been inspired by all of da shit dat I been through it made me a genius
Facts
Come take a look at my credence
I got my chakras in Sequence Yeh
Satan be tryin the devil be working
My spirit will not be defeated
Nah
I don't indulge in da weakness
Nah
Don't fall in love wit da treeshs
Clipped
I get in da box and beat up da twat
Den I leave ha pussy leaking
She been begging for my semen
I don't hit if it's reekin
Nah
And just to be frank I'm throwing da franks Dey can go succ on a penis
Yo scrap what's da word in streets
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
Yo scrap what's da word in streets
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
I'm smoking on dank ya pacc do not stank
Don't pass me dat mid you could keep it
Whoa
I stacc like a bank you go to the bank
I bury these notes they a secret
Shhh
Accomplish achievements I banish the weakness I feel like a Pharaoh in Egypt
Rich
I grab me a leaflet my bars have been sequenced deez cyaties loving my uniqueness
I'm the families BLACC sheep
Good fit nice feet's
Fresh
Big dope good eats
My blocc work dirt cheap
Dark circles no sleep
Big sticc get sweeped
Bow
Fucc ya bitch mad deep
Shinigami soul reap
Nigga
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
Yo scrap what's da word in streets
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
Hate you can keep it
Nigga I peeped it
I got ya Bitch on some creep shit
Yikes
40 I keep it tucced for da defense
All because I got my reasons
Whoa
Niggaz be demons plotting in secret
Dats why you give em da treatment
Yeh
Family grievance
Deacon start preaching
Momma love praying to jesus
Lord
Walk thru da fires Den brush off da ashes
I'm gonna rise like a Phoenix
I been inspired by all of da shit dat I been through it made me a genius
Facts
Come take a look at my credence
I got my chakras in Sequence Yeh
Satan be tryin the devil be working
My spirit will not be defeated
Nah
I don't indulge in da weakness
Nah
Don't fall in love wit da treeshs
Clipped
I get in da box and beat up da twat
Den I leave ha pussy leaking
She been begging for my semen
I don't hit if it's reekin
Nah
And just to be frank I'm throwing da franks Dey can go succ on a penis
Yo scrap what's da word in streets
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
Yo scrap what's da word in streets
Opps Chattin Talkin Bout Dey Want Beef
Niggaz food Dey ate like a feast
Spin his blocc make sure dat he deceased
Hit my locs Dey Be keepin G
I know folks but I gotta TP
And Blood niggaz throwing up B'z
Boy dis smoke ain't something you need
I'm smoking on dank ya pacc do not stank
Don't pass me dat mid you could keep it
Whoa
I stacc like a bank you go to the bank
I bury these notes they a secret
Shhh
Accomplish achievements I banish the weakness I feel like a Pharaoh in Egypt
Rich
I grab me a leaflet my bars have been sequenced deez cyaties loving my uniqueness
I'm the families BLACC sheep
Good fit nice feet's
Fresh
Big dope good eats
My blocc work dirt cheap
Dark circles no sleep
Big sticc get sweeped
Bow
Fucc ya bitch mad deep
Shinigami soul reap
Nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Findley
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