All Da Laws

Shimmy yay shimmy yah, this a gift from God
Every single day my life testing all the laws
You think you shit is gas but it's enema
I got stiff competition they be in the morgue
Shimmy yay shimmy yah, this a gift from God
Every single day my life testing all the laws
You think you shit is gas but it's enema
I got stiff competition they be in the morgue

Pack coming in got me going up, (uppy)
Racks in my hand over fair amount,
Yeah bitch I been fire you can't put me out,
Young, fly and handsome and from the south,
Rippy to the oppy you a photocopy,
I don't eat at Benny hanas rolling blunts up at the Hudson's,
My bitch jeans it fit so perfect but I swear she bussing out it,
Sometimes go now where without it,
When money come in count it,
My weed shining just like neon,
My whip been a European,
Tip toeing in what I been on,
Kelly Clarkson bitch I been gone.
I know imma cop me Vlone,
You can get left like suso,
Q in this bitch like 2 On,
I got the pack now move on

Shimmy yay shimmy yah, this a gift from God
Every single day my life testing all the laws
You think you shit is gas but it's enema
I got stiff competition they be in the morgue
Shimmy yay shimmy yah, this a gift from God
Every single day my life testing all the laws
You think you shit is gas but it's enema
I got stiff competition they be in the morgue



Credits
Writer(s): Euden Timothy Oliphant, Quinlan Leigh Oliphant, Munashe Bryn Manyadza
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