Sand Kastel
Free Rizzy free Gritter free T roll nigga
Long live cheese nigga
Rip mondo
Hustle
I'm done playing with niggas unplug the console
Ask yo big homie in yo hood nigga I'm a monster
Feds been on a nigga top cause the opps keep dying
I got 2 Ahks ah come through with missles dropping twin towers
Them people put me in that room I got Alzheimer's
Bro up the sliders when he shoot playing wit all timers
How you take yo bitch to the mall and she do all the buying
3.5 of lemon cherry piss wood punch like tyson
Run up & get hit wit a .40 don't think I'm fighting
Pushed that Impala like ah scat when I ain't have no license
Before I hit the east was in the buc catching plays on cypress
Feds came a swooped the whole team tryna scout indictments
Can't ask niggas for shit won't have my hands out
Thought he had a lick but it ain't happen how he planned out
He was just up off unemployment now he Ass'd out
Before you go to splurging put some money up to pass down
Bro be pouring 4's in prune juice he got low iron
He spooked the heat left his wig stiffer then a blow dryer
Baby got the vice grip pussy don't need no pliers
Torch every mic I vent to ion need no lighter
I be getting to that green like a gardener
Lil cuz on that road hitting every target
Free Rizzy Tman and Gritter told me go harder
When you was in the sand making castles I was in that water
Long live cheese nigga
Rip mondo
Hustle
I'm done playing with niggas unplug the console
Ask yo big homie in yo hood nigga I'm a monster
Feds been on a nigga top cause the opps keep dying
I got 2 Ahks ah come through with missles dropping twin towers
Them people put me in that room I got Alzheimer's
Bro up the sliders when he shoot playing wit all timers
How you take yo bitch to the mall and she do all the buying
3.5 of lemon cherry piss wood punch like tyson
Run up & get hit wit a .40 don't think I'm fighting
Pushed that Impala like ah scat when I ain't have no license
Before I hit the east was in the buc catching plays on cypress
Feds came a swooped the whole team tryna scout indictments
Can't ask niggas for shit won't have my hands out
Thought he had a lick but it ain't happen how he planned out
He was just up off unemployment now he Ass'd out
Before you go to splurging put some money up to pass down
Bro be pouring 4's in prune juice he got low iron
He spooked the heat left his wig stiffer then a blow dryer
Baby got the vice grip pussy don't need no pliers
Torch every mic I vent to ion need no lighter
I be getting to that green like a gardener
Lil cuz on that road hitting every target
Free Rizzy Tman and Gritter told me go harder
When you was in the sand making castles I was in that water
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Writer(s): Tre T
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