Go_Time

Not even on that
I'm not even trynna play that bro
Fuck that
Fuck all that fuck shit
Fuck everybody talkin' shit about my mans

Everybody want to talk all this talk about cups and gon' simp on the green
Bitch I'm the baddest I stay with the team
Break with the bag like I broke with the beam
Kush in my lungs, I'm not lying,
Like Simba I'm king of the kings,
Scar that shit up and I swear in your dreams
I been on this real shit, they faking on me
By the time that shit hit you, that trigger gon' squeeze
I stay with the bloods and the crips like I broke through the skin
You talk about God but your tunnel stay thin
I don't need a gun but I'm looking for ammo
I creep through the woods and don't need any camo
I'm fucked up on adderall, acid, some whip-its, I'm trying to bleed
These fuckers been faking the league they can't take it from me
You're talkin' 'bout activist, bitch all that lean in your kidney gon' give me the lead
I'm talkin' 'bout rocks in the mountains
Ain't know I be
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Heart in your chest gon' stay steady off beat
There's a reason I stay V.I.P.
Walk to the back like I know where I be
Lines on the table like where are my keys
You loved all that X but can't keep with the beat
Sass in your eyes, yeah, we gotta get mean
Doggin' your bitch and I never say please
The sun gon' come up with some death in the breeze
The ether in all of that, better not sneeze
Simply gon' cut up the rock, I'm gon' catch me a fade
Underground bullshit you play
Been turning me back to the hard-hitting, slamming shit
Death hit delete on my life I'm not checking in
Ketamine flipping your body like dust in the wind
Hit up some matches of Halo 3
Pull up on Swat and I take the board off of the hinge
Had to keep getting this money bitch, definite headshots
Gon' bloody your face with my shotgun
Don't walk up, I popped up, I popped you
I said get up out of my way
She say I'm insane
The way that this Killionaire step up on the street
Flashing the nine bitch, don't get nothing free
The same shit you faking, the snake
Got ahold of your neck and I won't cut it free
Everybody want to talk all this talk about cups and gon' simp on the green
Bitch I'm the baddest I stay with the team
Break with the bag like I broke with the beam
Kush in my lungs, I'm not lying,
Like Simba I'm king of the kings,
Scar that shit up and I swear in your dreams
I been on this real shit, they faking on me
By the time that shit hit you, that trigger gon' squeeze
I stay with the bloods and the crips like I broke through the skin
You talk about God but your tunnel stay thin
I don't need a gun but I'm looking for ammo
I creep through the woods and don't need any camo
I'm fucked up on adderall, acid, some whip-its, I'm trying to bleed
These fuckers been faking the league they can't take it from me



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Writer(s): Dakota Mankle
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