Premises (feat. Piper, Raeko & Isasasitaas)
Get up out my premises
I'm wrecking in here
I be shining, spending
Hundreds on these necklaces
Yeah
Ain't ever see me capping
I got all my Benjamin's near
I do my dancing, fit flexing
Check it up in the mirror
I get it, I flip it, I switch it
I don't got a limit
A man on a mission
You know they be praising
You know when I smoke man
That shit be so blazing
They don't learn a lesson
They all gonna question
Knock they ass down
Bitch my hands are a weapon
I make them go sleep,
Make they ass go to heaven
This is my section
Bitch this my bracket
We come make a racket
We see em attack em
I know it's so tragic
But they had it coming
Now open your mouth
Bitch and just put a blunt in
Know we stay blazed bitch
So gotta go gun in
And when we come out
Carry bitch in a coffin
Stay alive bitch
Get the fuck outta way
Know your self worth
So just stay in your lane
Know I'm the hunter
And bitch you the pray
Bitch on her knees
And you know she don't pray
I hit that woah, let it go
People always want this smoke
So I blow, let it flow
Said that gas is what I toke
And I know, what you don't
Don't be acting like you woke
We don't fold, music sold
Homies smoking on that dro
Imma pro
The way i'm writing raps
People think I'm done with that
Everyone so lazy
So we gotta bring the Hunger back
Your rapping is fugazi
So I'm bout to make a hundred racks
Pimping like I'm Jay Z
So to fuck with all your mumble rap
Get up out my premises
I'm wrecking in here
I be shining, spending
Hundreds on these necklaces
Yeah
Ain't ever see me capping
I got all my Benjamin's near
I do my dancing, fit flexing
Check it up in the mirror
So you wanna walk a mile in my shoes
Feel like I'm Pac
How I came with the juice
My plug pulling up I said copy
We don't play no bats I got shottys
Off the rip, no pressure attached
I get it lit, it's simple as that
Do it I ain't, need no help
Stay down with my gang, 4L
Give me a cup, add another
I'm sippin on purple like grimace
Fucked up, I keep myself glowing
My smile as white as some linen
Speak to ya bitch back and forth
No I ain't into no tennis
Bitches be bugging they stuck up
And mad as fuck cuz I hit em
And left when I finished
Didn't ball out locally
But now we going globally
Taking off for tour
I'm boutta drop
A fuckin show with heat
Fire like assassin
Not hired
Can't inspire dreams
Hating on the hustle
You mad you can't acquire cream
Imma lead you
And give you
The right direction
Its like a Jesus Christ rebirth
And a resurrection
It's a whole new wave
Old town road in the grave
Worked my ass like a slave
Tough times
But you know we got it through
Money on my mind
All I see is blue
Profits in the pockets
Weed stick like glue
We staying high
With nothing to lose, oh
Bread coming in
Not a no show
Diamonds dancing on my neck
VVS glow
Pockets blue it's the new wave
Ocean flow
Yeah counting checks
I get a lotta those
Get up out my premises
I'm wrecking in here
I be shining, spending
Hundreds on these necklaces
Yeah
Ain't ever see me capping
I got all my Benjamin's near
I do my dancing, fit flexing
Check it up in the mirror
We up in here, yeah
I'm wrecking in here
I be shining, spending
Hundreds on these necklaces
Yeah
Ain't ever see me capping
I got all my Benjamin's near
I do my dancing, fit flexing
Check it up in the mirror
I get it, I flip it, I switch it
I don't got a limit
A man on a mission
You know they be praising
You know when I smoke man
That shit be so blazing
They don't learn a lesson
They all gonna question
Knock they ass down
Bitch my hands are a weapon
I make them go sleep,
Make they ass go to heaven
This is my section
Bitch this my bracket
We come make a racket
We see em attack em
I know it's so tragic
But they had it coming
Now open your mouth
Bitch and just put a blunt in
Know we stay blazed bitch
So gotta go gun in
And when we come out
Carry bitch in a coffin
Stay alive bitch
Get the fuck outta way
Know your self worth
So just stay in your lane
Know I'm the hunter
And bitch you the pray
Bitch on her knees
And you know she don't pray
I hit that woah, let it go
People always want this smoke
So I blow, let it flow
Said that gas is what I toke
And I know, what you don't
Don't be acting like you woke
We don't fold, music sold
Homies smoking on that dro
Imma pro
The way i'm writing raps
People think I'm done with that
Everyone so lazy
So we gotta bring the Hunger back
Your rapping is fugazi
So I'm bout to make a hundred racks
Pimping like I'm Jay Z
So to fuck with all your mumble rap
Get up out my premises
I'm wrecking in here
I be shining, spending
Hundreds on these necklaces
Yeah
Ain't ever see me capping
I got all my Benjamin's near
I do my dancing, fit flexing
Check it up in the mirror
So you wanna walk a mile in my shoes
Feel like I'm Pac
How I came with the juice
My plug pulling up I said copy
We don't play no bats I got shottys
Off the rip, no pressure attached
I get it lit, it's simple as that
Do it I ain't, need no help
Stay down with my gang, 4L
Give me a cup, add another
I'm sippin on purple like grimace
Fucked up, I keep myself glowing
My smile as white as some linen
Speak to ya bitch back and forth
No I ain't into no tennis
Bitches be bugging they stuck up
And mad as fuck cuz I hit em
And left when I finished
Didn't ball out locally
But now we going globally
Taking off for tour
I'm boutta drop
A fuckin show with heat
Fire like assassin
Not hired
Can't inspire dreams
Hating on the hustle
You mad you can't acquire cream
Imma lead you
And give you
The right direction
Its like a Jesus Christ rebirth
And a resurrection
It's a whole new wave
Old town road in the grave
Worked my ass like a slave
Tough times
But you know we got it through
Money on my mind
All I see is blue
Profits in the pockets
Weed stick like glue
We staying high
With nothing to lose, oh
Bread coming in
Not a no show
Diamonds dancing on my neck
VVS glow
Pockets blue it's the new wave
Ocean flow
Yeah counting checks
I get a lotta those
Get up out my premises
I'm wrecking in here
I be shining, spending
Hundreds on these necklaces
Yeah
Ain't ever see me capping
I got all my Benjamin's near
I do my dancing, fit flexing
Check it up in the mirror
We up in here, yeah
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Writer(s): Jordon Coughlin
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