E-tard
What the fuck was that?
Pull up in the trap
Cock the pistol back
Dressed up in all black
Coming to get you back
Where the fucks my money at
I muscled all that crack
You must've sold that pack
By now so where the fucks my motherfuckin' paper at
Greedy motherfucker when it comes to my roll
Geno make sure y'all know how it go
Time is fuckin money I got neither for you hoes
Speed boats c notes got the purp for the low
Cheap coke ski slopes bundle up we hit the snow
Peep hole geeko the feds are knocking on the door
Flush the load hit the road right now we gotta go gotta go
Oh no no
Motherfuckers jump real high when I say when
Tie em' in the basement
Necrophilia leave em' out on the pavement
Don't give a fuck about who waving
Your face I'm tryna cave in
Don't even need a payment
No I don't surf but you know a nigga wavy
Nigga taste the dirt I bring the hurt to your braces
Got your blood on my shirt on the turf and my laces
I did a lot of drugs so I'm brain dead
One day I'll eat a slug so I stay dead
Selling dubs got the jumz that are flavored
People don't like me say I'm crazy
My coke come in boats with the navy
Export all the load for the payday
I Must've been born on a grey day
I'm gonna crash and burn fuck a mayday
Let em' burn let em' die sinister cynical
666 y'all know how it go
Disdain for the pigs is so pinnacle
Cut the vein dripping red let em' die real slow
Real slow real slow with my hands on they throat
Looking for some info yeah you looking for a quote
You can suck my dick and lick my whole asshole
Pull up in the trap
Cock the pistol back
Dressed up in all black
Coming to get you back
Where the fucks my money at
I muscled all that crack
You must've sold that pack
By now so where the fucks my motherfuckin' paper at
Greedy motherfucker when it comes to my roll
Geno make sure y'all know how it go
Time is fuckin money I got neither for you hoes
Speed boats c notes got the purp for the low
Cheap coke ski slopes bundle up we hit the snow
Peep hole geeko the feds are knocking on the door
Flush the load hit the road right now we gotta go gotta go
Oh no no
Motherfuckers jump real high when I say when
Tie em' in the basement
Necrophilia leave em' out on the pavement
Don't give a fuck about who waving
Your face I'm tryna cave in
Don't even need a payment
No I don't surf but you know a nigga wavy
Nigga taste the dirt I bring the hurt to your braces
Got your blood on my shirt on the turf and my laces
I did a lot of drugs so I'm brain dead
One day I'll eat a slug so I stay dead
Selling dubs got the jumz that are flavored
People don't like me say I'm crazy
My coke come in boats with the navy
Export all the load for the payday
I Must've been born on a grey day
I'm gonna crash and burn fuck a mayday
Let em' burn let em' die sinister cynical
666 y'all know how it go
Disdain for the pigs is so pinnacle
Cut the vein dripping red let em' die real slow
Real slow real slow with my hands on they throat
Looking for some info yeah you looking for a quote
You can suck my dick and lick my whole asshole
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Writer(s): Gerald Pitman
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