STONEY PATCH KIDS
All these hoes just tryna play me, I don't really give a fuck (Huh)
Just like $uicideboy$, sales on smack be going up (Ehp)
I'm a target, never leave without my AR being tucked
I'm a beast little homie, I was born to deconstruct
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (YEAH)
Don't pay attention in class, no never learned no biology
All this money in my pocket, feel like i've won the lottery
I just farted, and it smelled like your whole fucking discography
I don't sign to strict labels, cause I wanna be a prodigy (Hoe)
Imma make sure that my momma be proud of me
Damn I must be a mall cop, I pull up, and i'm copping these
I just got out of jail, sike, I was playing monopoly
I just ran up the game, hell naw, there's no way you're stopping me
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed (Be betrayed)
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain (Blow your brain)
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face (To my face)
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (How the fuck that taste)
How the fuck that taste, little homie imma spray
With the racks coming in, I gotta sort them everyday
Ex bitch weird as fuck, she wet herself to anime
She wanna sneak diss me, so I guess i'll do the same
Weight all on my shoulders, thats the only thing I gain
Willy B my ride or die, nom that won't ever fucking change
Sex, money, pills, running through my fucking brain
My homie took his life yeah I know how to deal with pain, bitch
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed (Be betrayed)
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain (Blow your brain)
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face (To my face)
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (How the fuck that taste)
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed (Be betrayed)
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain (Blow your brain)
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face (To my face)
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (How the fuck that taste)
(Be betrayed)
(Blow your brain)
(To my face)
(How the fuck that taste)
Just like $uicideboy$, sales on smack be going up (Ehp)
I'm a target, never leave without my AR being tucked
I'm a beast little homie, I was born to deconstruct
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (YEAH)
Don't pay attention in class, no never learned no biology
All this money in my pocket, feel like i've won the lottery
I just farted, and it smelled like your whole fucking discography
I don't sign to strict labels, cause I wanna be a prodigy (Hoe)
Imma make sure that my momma be proud of me
Damn I must be a mall cop, I pull up, and i'm copping these
I just got out of jail, sike, I was playing monopoly
I just ran up the game, hell naw, there's no way you're stopping me
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed (Be betrayed)
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain (Blow your brain)
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face (To my face)
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (How the fuck that taste)
How the fuck that taste, little homie imma spray
With the racks coming in, I gotta sort them everyday
Ex bitch weird as fuck, she wet herself to anime
She wanna sneak diss me, so I guess i'll do the same
Weight all on my shoulders, thats the only thing I gain
Willy B my ride or die, nom that won't ever fucking change
Sex, money, pills, running through my fucking brain
My homie took his life yeah I know how to deal with pain, bitch
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed (Be betrayed)
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain (Blow your brain)
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face (To my face)
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (How the fuck that taste)
Never showing any love, cause i'll always be betrayed (Be betrayed)
If you going up against me, I might blow your fucking brain (Blow your brain)
Talking shit behind my back, bet you won't say it to my face (To my face)
Holly tips up in your mouth little homie, how the fuck that taste (How the fuck that taste)
(Be betrayed)
(Blow your brain)
(To my face)
(How the fuck that taste)
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Writer(s): Seth Herbison, Will Barteski
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