Thought I Told Ya
Dope shit
When I freeze ya
I'll cook and eat you like a pizza
Ain't got a Visa for travelin' but I keep a Visa
Leanin like Tower of Pisa, you are a coin, Shiba
Not worth shit even when sitting on the toilet seata
Packing heaters? I ain't scared of millimiters
Put up the middle fingers, fuck them til their spirit lingers
These cats are so broke they couldn't afford some chicken fingers
Man you washed up old news just like Jerry Springer
So change the channel, but stay tuned to my frequency
I'm having flashbacks of my juvenile delinquency
Used to believe but now I feel so unchristianly
They say I'm crazy and accuse me of mental deficiences
Can't stand all the hate and negativity
Get that shit away from me
If you think I'm stupid lil' bitch, you have mistaken me
And God Bless if you ever try to take from me
This shit that I obtained through this modern-day slavery
Cuz I thought I told ya I'm in P town dripped out like sack holders
Movin' mounds like some boulders
And I spit dope shit don't trip when I show you
Cuz I thought I told you I'm from AK where the weather gets much colder
40 or 50 below, uh
Left your whole body stiff as a board when I froze ya
Don't test me, you'll end up a surprised man
I used to sell Kirby's out the big white van
Money heavy on ya mind thats the right plan
Always thinking about that paper so call me Cabbagehead
On the grind but I feel like I'm so far behind
Trying to find a higher purpose in this life of mine
I see the light at the end of the tunnel trying to shine
But that light keeps on shrinking right before my eyes
Still I maintain focus and power through the hate
I got an appetite and I'm devouring your plate
I'm from Alaska you ain't ever been to a colder state
Dro blowing, Snowblowing year round, we don't take breaks
I hate fakes, catch you slippin just like some ice skates
Gettin hot as fuck in my kitchen, so find a fire escape
49th states where I'm from, now I'm in the Box State
Tryning to make it happen I'm hustling til I drop mane
Cuz I thought I told ya I'm in P town dripped out like sack holders
Movin' mounds like some boulders
And I spit dope shit don't trip when I show ya
Cuz I thought I told ya I'm from AK where the weather gets much colder
40 or 50 below, uh
Left your whole body stiff as a board when I froze ya
Some rusty shit, I'm barely getting back on my grind
Yeah, dope shit
When I freeze ya
I'll cook and eat you like a pizza
Ain't got a Visa for travelin' but I keep a Visa
Leanin like Tower of Pisa, you are a coin, Shiba
Not worth shit even when sitting on the toilet seata
Packing heaters? I ain't scared of millimiters
Put up the middle fingers, fuck them til their spirit lingers
These cats are so broke they couldn't afford some chicken fingers
Man you washed up old news just like Jerry Springer
So change the channel, but stay tuned to my frequency
I'm having flashbacks of my juvenile delinquency
Used to believe but now I feel so unchristianly
They say I'm crazy and accuse me of mental deficiences
Can't stand all the hate and negativity
Get that shit away from me
If you think I'm stupid lil' bitch, you have mistaken me
And God Bless if you ever try to take from me
This shit that I obtained through this modern-day slavery
Cuz I thought I told ya I'm in P town dripped out like sack holders
Movin' mounds like some boulders
And I spit dope shit don't trip when I show you
Cuz I thought I told you I'm from AK where the weather gets much colder
40 or 50 below, uh
Left your whole body stiff as a board when I froze ya
Don't test me, you'll end up a surprised man
I used to sell Kirby's out the big white van
Money heavy on ya mind thats the right plan
Always thinking about that paper so call me Cabbagehead
On the grind but I feel like I'm so far behind
Trying to find a higher purpose in this life of mine
I see the light at the end of the tunnel trying to shine
But that light keeps on shrinking right before my eyes
Still I maintain focus and power through the hate
I got an appetite and I'm devouring your plate
I'm from Alaska you ain't ever been to a colder state
Dro blowing, Snowblowing year round, we don't take breaks
I hate fakes, catch you slippin just like some ice skates
Gettin hot as fuck in my kitchen, so find a fire escape
49th states where I'm from, now I'm in the Box State
Tryning to make it happen I'm hustling til I drop mane
Cuz I thought I told ya I'm in P town dripped out like sack holders
Movin' mounds like some boulders
And I spit dope shit don't trip when I show ya
Cuz I thought I told ya I'm from AK where the weather gets much colder
40 or 50 below, uh
Left your whole body stiff as a board when I froze ya
Some rusty shit, I'm barely getting back on my grind
Yeah, dope shit
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Writer(s): Robert Hansen
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