Monster's Ink
I did everything for this, sold my stick and left my bitch
Nah my gang ain't gimme shit I was down and hit my lick
Tie my laces I can't trip fuck bein famous boy I'm lit
Feel like everytime I sip I feel adjacent to my demons
She be rubbin on my skin I'm just irritated leanin
Only me I represent how you think that I'm a keeper
Girl just Suck it up like you a shop vac
I wanna buss it up and and buss it down in contrast
You see my bitch bad and I mean really bad
I lay her on her back got Karma Comin fast
I need R an R dolo my car she on suspension
I am charizard just draggin bitches that u invest in
This shit not that hard they cappin why I see no leverage
Man I took the charge for my old homie I learned my lesson
Do what you gon do but boy don't plot on P.I.V.O.T. you'll die
All my screws is loose and when I get to trippin don't even try
I pop out the blue and get him lifted mom look in the sky
They done took yo son and turned him into this tried to bully him
Ain't no one on one I got my glick In here and I'll click at him
If he run he done boy I am scorpion I'll finish him
Make him clutch his lungs I got him forfeitin need adrenaline
Fuck these boys they nun he might be sorta pimpin im 50 cent
I come from a generation of murder and date rape
Told my home girl don't be wit them boys I heard they shaday
They gon try to make some m's off you like you a 30
That's just how it go, bro told me to keep a poll
I'm on lookout for my folks
They like lookout pivot cold
I hit lookout wit my hoe
Colorado mountain goat
Been in state, finna leave the country but i been estate
Been a straight, jug bussin youngin switchin interstate
Bitch i been OK, focused on the dough like i been whippin weight
Niggas ask me how i ran the racks up, lemme demonstrate
Niggas been had the sauce sellin wit persuasion
Aint a gold rush you know the bitch that came wit is Asian
Hella sticks wit us and its FN's my trigger finger patient
Gotta watch for niggas dont get subbed out in this equation
Huh, Yuh tweakin let the steak out on my bully shit
Opps thought its 3 bullets left in that boy thats a fully clip
Huh, Monster covered in that ink like my name sullivan
40 Got me crunkin out this mink like im drinkin it
Never cross my niggas but I still ball like Ja-Morant
Its a fitted on his head everything this nigga think is cap
Heard the shit you said behind my back, you cant get no dap
It aint no finish lines on his front door but we ran in his trap
First I step, and then I step again
And again, again, again, again
Play wit P.I.V.O.T., play wit Aux, You in a box
Yuh, Box state
Nah my gang ain't gimme shit I was down and hit my lick
Tie my laces I can't trip fuck bein famous boy I'm lit
Feel like everytime I sip I feel adjacent to my demons
She be rubbin on my skin I'm just irritated leanin
Only me I represent how you think that I'm a keeper
Girl just Suck it up like you a shop vac
I wanna buss it up and and buss it down in contrast
You see my bitch bad and I mean really bad
I lay her on her back got Karma Comin fast
I need R an R dolo my car she on suspension
I am charizard just draggin bitches that u invest in
This shit not that hard they cappin why I see no leverage
Man I took the charge for my old homie I learned my lesson
Do what you gon do but boy don't plot on P.I.V.O.T. you'll die
All my screws is loose and when I get to trippin don't even try
I pop out the blue and get him lifted mom look in the sky
They done took yo son and turned him into this tried to bully him
Ain't no one on one I got my glick In here and I'll click at him
If he run he done boy I am scorpion I'll finish him
Make him clutch his lungs I got him forfeitin need adrenaline
Fuck these boys they nun he might be sorta pimpin im 50 cent
I come from a generation of murder and date rape
Told my home girl don't be wit them boys I heard they shaday
They gon try to make some m's off you like you a 30
That's just how it go, bro told me to keep a poll
I'm on lookout for my folks
They like lookout pivot cold
I hit lookout wit my hoe
Colorado mountain goat
Been in state, finna leave the country but i been estate
Been a straight, jug bussin youngin switchin interstate
Bitch i been OK, focused on the dough like i been whippin weight
Niggas ask me how i ran the racks up, lemme demonstrate
Niggas been had the sauce sellin wit persuasion
Aint a gold rush you know the bitch that came wit is Asian
Hella sticks wit us and its FN's my trigger finger patient
Gotta watch for niggas dont get subbed out in this equation
Huh, Yuh tweakin let the steak out on my bully shit
Opps thought its 3 bullets left in that boy thats a fully clip
Huh, Monster covered in that ink like my name sullivan
40 Got me crunkin out this mink like im drinkin it
Never cross my niggas but I still ball like Ja-Morant
Its a fitted on his head everything this nigga think is cap
Heard the shit you said behind my back, you cant get no dap
It aint no finish lines on his front door but we ran in his trap
First I step, and then I step again
And again, again, again, again
Play wit P.I.V.O.T., play wit Aux, You in a box
Yuh, Box state
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Writer(s): Nolan Hendrickson
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