Ash Wednesday

First of all I wanna
Give shout to old me
And hoes didnt want him
Take shot for the homies in the cells
And ones that fallen
Hit block in my timberland beef n brocs
They aint want no beef
Nikkas to tender pussy to pop
Right
Pull it
My hooligan with the Glock
Lil uzis
Every day it's a zoo again when we flock
When we pull up
Zooted
We suited up for the fog
Feeling boujie out
Lil Puerto Rican with her boobies out
Right

I mean I want it all nikka
Yea
Hoes be tryna hold me back from it
Yea
Hold me back lovin
Aint enough holy water
To hash nothing
Ash wednesdays
Ash treys
Mad roaches
You nikkas playing
Crazy games bad coaching
Shout the elders who tried to us
Niggers who never listened
And pidgins chillin with shovels
How deep you think a birdie could dig
Hear the birdie sing
Chirp from the ceiling
My celly ring nikka
Hear the thing nikka
Here for the paper
Here for the plane nikka
Far from these haters far from a plain nikka
Put in pain
Push for pleasures
Put on ya dame nigger
Pull out the tommy they ghost
Nikka this part of the shows
Yall never honored the rolls
The fuck I look honoring yours



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Writer(s): Chris Stgilles
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