Here Comes the Pain!
All Y'all Niggas Wack
All Y'all Niggas Lame
Smoking all my opps
Pouring out champagne
Blow yo brain Kurt Cobain
Hit that lick then Hit that plane
On a Plane I can't complain
Fuck with the gang we gon fuck around and leave a couple stains
Throw that nigga straight through window pane
Beat the pussy up like smackdown smackdown here comes the pain
I'm off these percys can't feel a thang
We 8 deep heavy and we live in this bitch
Got all this ice all on my neck feel like I'm sliding and shit
Niggas want the blueprint
No no
I just copped a new scat
It's a 4 door
Niggas asking for a feature
But they broke tho
Niggas why you so mad
Broke niggas go get some cash
You try to run up,OK
Guns up, OK
Shooting shit like KD, OK
And we leave no evidence
Issa closed case
All Y'all Niggas Wack
All Y'all Niggas Lame
Smoking all my opps
Pouring out champagne
Blow yo brain Kurt Cobain
Hit that lick then Hit that plane
On a Plane I can't complain
Fuck with the gang we gon fuck around and leave a couple stains
Throw that nigga straight through window pane
Beat the pussy up like smackdown smackdown here comes the pain
I'm off these percys can't feel a thang
We 8 deep heavy and we live in this bitch
Got all this ice all on my neck feel like I'm sliding and shit
All Y'all Niggas Lame
Smoking all my opps
Pouring out champagne
Blow yo brain Kurt Cobain
Hit that lick then Hit that plane
On a Plane I can't complain
Fuck with the gang we gon fuck around and leave a couple stains
Throw that nigga straight through window pane
Beat the pussy up like smackdown smackdown here comes the pain
I'm off these percys can't feel a thang
We 8 deep heavy and we live in this bitch
Got all this ice all on my neck feel like I'm sliding and shit
Niggas want the blueprint
No no
I just copped a new scat
It's a 4 door
Niggas asking for a feature
But they broke tho
Niggas why you so mad
Broke niggas go get some cash
You try to run up,OK
Guns up, OK
Shooting shit like KD, OK
And we leave no evidence
Issa closed case
All Y'all Niggas Wack
All Y'all Niggas Lame
Smoking all my opps
Pouring out champagne
Blow yo brain Kurt Cobain
Hit that lick then Hit that plane
On a Plane I can't complain
Fuck with the gang we gon fuck around and leave a couple stains
Throw that nigga straight through window pane
Beat the pussy up like smackdown smackdown here comes the pain
I'm off these percys can't feel a thang
We 8 deep heavy and we live in this bitch
Got all this ice all on my neck feel like I'm sliding and shit
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Writer(s): James Hudson Jr.
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