Bluesclues
Late at night i be out the road
when you b chippin
that how this shit goes
i give her the powder
go straight up her nose
dick in her mouth
it went straight up her throat
i be fucking her mouth
and then that bitch choked
her pussy be wet
just like a hose
she makings them bands right off the pole
she feeling the plan
she give me the dough
She need her some bands
that why that bitch hoe
getting to high
I stay on the low
bean cutting can
just for a toke.
knocking off xans
this aint a joke
balance off molly
just to stay woke
im the original
this aint no clone
you can popped
just like some coke the burner to loud
you can get poked. you can get smoked
you could get smoked.
you could get smoked
better listen young nigga
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
better listen young nigga
I been trapping
i been serving out
the night like Woot woot
I been trapping they been searching up
the house Like
Blues clue I been trapping
i been serving out
the night like
woot woot
i been trappin
they been searching
out the house like
better listen young nigga
i switch up my plan
i switch up my flow
i need me some bands
i kick in the door
you can put up your hands
or get on the floor
just watered
the plants
you reap what you sow
they dont understand
the people is slow
counting the bands
my wrist getting sore
no shaking my hands
my chest getting sore
he put up the bands
but niggas aint score
to him i'm a god
this nigga a dork
he said he had beef
this shit is some pork
when i turn the heat
a nigga get torched
the ting start to beat
turn him to a corspe
late night when i creep
it's death thats in store
i'm good do not preach
it's love at the core
it's lessons i teach
this life is a course
you better take heed
just like a horse
show respect when i speak
like the one you adore
i'm the one you adore
don't be falling in love
these bitches is whores
i b catching my nut
right by the shore
then i'm taking her boat
i love to explore
we be setting up shop
just like a store
why the rich getting rich
why the pour getting poor
beat the track up to sleep
why the track have to snore
why the trap have to snore
you can get smoked
you cant get smoked
better listen young nigga
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
better listen young nigga
late at late at night
i be out
on the road
when you be when you be
chipping
thats how
this shit
goes
hahahahaha
when you b chippin
that how this shit goes
i give her the powder
go straight up her nose
dick in her mouth
it went straight up her throat
i be fucking her mouth
and then that bitch choked
her pussy be wet
just like a hose
she makings them bands right off the pole
she feeling the plan
she give me the dough
She need her some bands
that why that bitch hoe
getting to high
I stay on the low
bean cutting can
just for a toke.
knocking off xans
this aint a joke
balance off molly
just to stay woke
im the original
this aint no clone
you can popped
just like some coke the burner to loud
you can get poked. you can get smoked
you could get smoked.
you could get smoked
better listen young nigga
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
better listen young nigga
I been trapping
i been serving out
the night like Woot woot
I been trapping they been searching up
the house Like
Blues clue I been trapping
i been serving out
the night like
woot woot
i been trappin
they been searching
out the house like
better listen young nigga
i switch up my plan
i switch up my flow
i need me some bands
i kick in the door
you can put up your hands
or get on the floor
just watered
the plants
you reap what you sow
they dont understand
the people is slow
counting the bands
my wrist getting sore
no shaking my hands
my chest getting sore
he put up the bands
but niggas aint score
to him i'm a god
this nigga a dork
he said he had beef
this shit is some pork
when i turn the heat
a nigga get torched
the ting start to beat
turn him to a corspe
late night when i creep
it's death thats in store
i'm good do not preach
it's love at the core
it's lessons i teach
this life is a course
you better take heed
just like a horse
show respect when i speak
like the one you adore
i'm the one you adore
don't be falling in love
these bitches is whores
i b catching my nut
right by the shore
then i'm taking her boat
i love to explore
we be setting up shop
just like a store
why the rich getting rich
why the pour getting poor
beat the track up to sleep
why the track have to snore
why the trap have to snore
you can get smoked
you cant get smoked
better listen young nigga
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
you can get smoked
better listen young nigga
late at late at night
i be out
on the road
when you be when you be
chipping
thats how
this shit
goes
hahahahaha
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Writer(s): Stephen Darteh
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