A.A.
Peace to Castro
Weed, Tobacco
Quartz and crack smoke
We know that nigga
Kiss my ass
Make it last like a Kodak picture
Giving nigga sweet chin like degeneration, renegadin
Tapes in the oval like I'm Nixon but listen
Sissy man got popped in his dome for snitching
Pull all the stops out front
You leave, you missing
My bro got hot in a cell, getting degrees in prison
12 Knocked too many of us
You squeeze, I'm ripping
Don't leave no victims
All I fucking read is memos
Don't need no nickels
If you know, please don't tell me
Eyes black, Soul clear
And the rain abundant
The feds close, sniffing up
But please don't rush me
You move I'm busting
Anybody too, do trust me
Niggas knocking while I'm rocking wake the room a sudden
Fuck lucy off'a shrooms it allude to something
I'm ruby hunting, far-right uzi hugging
You knew he bugging
Like he lost screws or something
The phone ring
He black out and the room just flooded
I'm off X like Diesel
If they test my Regal
Better check my people
Crack ribs like Pook
Does it hurt like Eagle
On the side like Pico
God'll strike a nigga dead if i ruin this re-up
AH!
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Fuck y'all niggas I'm being frank about it
Nigga heard frank and got yanked about it
If it's an issue nobody safe around ya
Catch your granny at the top of the steps
Knock her off
Just to see what perks she gon' get
HA!
I'm ill-advised with these killer rhymes
Keep it a bean
All-thou
I'm killing time
You on safety, I'm Columbine with 1000 Nines
Post-global, Post-pash
With all mobsters
Black skully, thick vodka only the finest
3 cities, 2 night, pussy, lobsters, and latkas
I'm just being obnoxious, I don't think none of it matters
When I think back on my life, my brain gon scatter
Whatever you build, you know it's gon' shatter
Fuck 9/11 ALL BUILDINGS MATTER
Pali to Boston, we chillin
Mad room for the chillin
Draggin on all night shuwop to Krillin
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Be specific bout the shit that you need
47 To Hitman, link and whiff in the breeze
Peace to Allah in the spring
Call in favors from my neighbors
Manny let them hammers squeeze
Freak a black like a fiend
My vision start to bleed
Whatchu you know about that?
Kruger Ruger right through ya if ya dreams pitch black
Straight sacks and knick-knacks from Dominican cats
Tip-Toe through the storm with my wings taped back
Forever on my only homie cause niggas think that they know me
Regan said a war on drugs it was just a war on homies
So poor, I dip my hand in the donation bowl
Drip dead, i'm in funeral homes for uniforms
Fuck all night, shuwop to the carpet
Pussy drier than a motherfucker
Sold it and it got refunded
Satan slid me a sack, told me to get it through
Now I'm at the gates of heaven trynna weasel through
If St.Peter try to stop me, I'ma up the tool
Nigga, Angels even God he could get it too
Promise anybody a target when i come rushing through
Tell body smoke dick straight out a glass pipe
Trump can chew the curb, smoked his ass in a past life
HA!
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Weed, Tobacco
Quartz and crack smoke
We know that nigga
Kiss my ass
Make it last like a Kodak picture
Giving nigga sweet chin like degeneration, renegadin
Tapes in the oval like I'm Nixon but listen
Sissy man got popped in his dome for snitching
Pull all the stops out front
You leave, you missing
My bro got hot in a cell, getting degrees in prison
12 Knocked too many of us
You squeeze, I'm ripping
Don't leave no victims
All I fucking read is memos
Don't need no nickels
If you know, please don't tell me
Eyes black, Soul clear
And the rain abundant
The feds close, sniffing up
But please don't rush me
You move I'm busting
Anybody too, do trust me
Niggas knocking while I'm rocking wake the room a sudden
Fuck lucy off'a shrooms it allude to something
I'm ruby hunting, far-right uzi hugging
You knew he bugging
Like he lost screws or something
The phone ring
He black out and the room just flooded
I'm off X like Diesel
If they test my Regal
Better check my people
Crack ribs like Pook
Does it hurt like Eagle
On the side like Pico
God'll strike a nigga dead if i ruin this re-up
AH!
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Fuck y'all niggas I'm being frank about it
Nigga heard frank and got yanked about it
If it's an issue nobody safe around ya
Catch your granny at the top of the steps
Knock her off
Just to see what perks she gon' get
HA!
I'm ill-advised with these killer rhymes
Keep it a bean
All-thou
I'm killing time
You on safety, I'm Columbine with 1000 Nines
Post-global, Post-pash
With all mobsters
Black skully, thick vodka only the finest
3 cities, 2 night, pussy, lobsters, and latkas
I'm just being obnoxious, I don't think none of it matters
When I think back on my life, my brain gon scatter
Whatever you build, you know it's gon' shatter
Fuck 9/11 ALL BUILDINGS MATTER
Pali to Boston, we chillin
Mad room for the chillin
Draggin on all night shuwop to Krillin
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Be specific bout the shit that you need
47 To Hitman, link and whiff in the breeze
Peace to Allah in the spring
Call in favors from my neighbors
Manny let them hammers squeeze
Freak a black like a fiend
My vision start to bleed
Whatchu you know about that?
Kruger Ruger right through ya if ya dreams pitch black
Straight sacks and knick-knacks from Dominican cats
Tip-Toe through the storm with my wings taped back
Forever on my only homie cause niggas think that they know me
Regan said a war on drugs it was just a war on homies
So poor, I dip my hand in the donation bowl
Drip dead, i'm in funeral homes for uniforms
Fuck all night, shuwop to the carpet
Pussy drier than a motherfucker
Sold it and it got refunded
Satan slid me a sack, told me to get it through
Now I'm at the gates of heaven trynna weasel through
If St.Peter try to stop me, I'ma up the tool
Nigga, Angels even God he could get it too
Promise anybody a target when i come rushing through
Tell body smoke dick straight out a glass pipe
Trump can chew the curb, smoked his ass in a past life
HA!
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Shit, I'm raw tucked in an addict's ass
Dirty
But you know you need it
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Ray
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