Forty Seven 47 (feat. Thank$fornothin')
Akhil on the track so you know it gon slap!
Avoid my past tense, chase the after life
Need a car like my mind, that's suicide
When I'm at my worst, you know I have the best times
Long days fixed up with some blurry nights
Take a random pill, do it for the thrill
So that I don't feel a fucking thing
Oh yeah my arm is filled with my woes
All my life's stains
Chasing the damn bag's how i cope
Now im switching lanes with that angel dust in my nose
Now I run the game
Pull up on me lame
Beam on your brain
Kurt Cobain
Run from the pain
I never ever chase
Catch me with Stilpane
Fill that cavity
Fiend for the weed,smoking on that good cheddar cheese
Fiend for the weed, smoking on that good cheddar cheese
Forty Seven and
Thank$fornothin man
Xanny in my glass
had a nigga like
Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be Revving
Like Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
I need a bad bitch who can walk around
With some confidence like her tummy tucked
With her ass phat and her titties big
Back pains when the girl struts
She could go into the store and drop racks like a couple bucks
Cause money ain't even a problem spent two bands on a jean the other month
Look, 47 when i'm done with it
My sisters and brothers on Alabama how they fuck with this
They relate to the fact that we chasing the bag, we chase a lump some isn't it
Funny i keep the slaps low-key unless they legalise corporal punishment
Yah!
Never pass up an opportunity the only waist i do is if its cummerbund
And the tux is tailer made for me, rap is what i gotta do
Not looking at textbooks for the test that im about to do
Alexis ohanian i read it once and thought i knew
Took off the durag cause this new Reef is long overdue
Couple nights a week i've got a drink in my possession
Lanes of the type of the shit that gives your heart some palpitations
My ascensions due to coca weed and vodka in succession
last thing i know i spoke to
Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
Like Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
Like Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving like
Avoid my past tense, chase the after life
Need a car like my mind, that's suicide
When I'm at my worst, you know I have the best times
Long days fixed up with some blurry nights
Take a random pill, do it for the thrill
So that I don't feel a fucking thing
Oh yeah my arm is filled with my woes
All my life's stains
Chasing the damn bag's how i cope
Now im switching lanes with that angel dust in my nose
Now I run the game
Pull up on me lame
Beam on your brain
Kurt Cobain
Run from the pain
I never ever chase
Catch me with Stilpane
Fill that cavity
Fiend for the weed,smoking on that good cheddar cheese
Fiend for the weed, smoking on that good cheddar cheese
Forty Seven and
Thank$fornothin man
Xanny in my glass
had a nigga like
Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be Revving
Like Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
I need a bad bitch who can walk around
With some confidence like her tummy tucked
With her ass phat and her titties big
Back pains when the girl struts
She could go into the store and drop racks like a couple bucks
Cause money ain't even a problem spent two bands on a jean the other month
Look, 47 when i'm done with it
My sisters and brothers on Alabama how they fuck with this
They relate to the fact that we chasing the bag, we chase a lump some isn't it
Funny i keep the slaps low-key unless they legalise corporal punishment
Yah!
Never pass up an opportunity the only waist i do is if its cummerbund
And the tux is tailer made for me, rap is what i gotta do
Not looking at textbooks for the test that im about to do
Alexis ohanian i read it once and thought i knew
Took off the durag cause this new Reef is long overdue
Couple nights a week i've got a drink in my possession
Lanes of the type of the shit that gives your heart some palpitations
My ascensions due to coca weed and vodka in succession
last thing i know i spoke to
Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
Like Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving
Like Goddamn! Forty Seven!
How did I wind up in Heaven?
Got my whip and I be revving like
Credits
Writer(s): Reef Smith
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Link
Altri album
- GOTH STAR (The Good Hearts & Bad Habits Mixtape) [Volume I Track IV]
- Good Hearts & Bad Habits - Single
- HURT.
- Lo$t Boy, Pt. 1 (The Good Hearts & Bad Habits Mixtape VOLUME I)
- I PICK UP THE PHONE (The Good Hearts & Bad Habits MIXTAPE VOLUME I) [TRACK II]
- Silent Screams/999
- Leather
- All the Same
- Forty Seven 47
- Memento Mori
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