Garden of Eden
The choppa hot after we just hit the block aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
The choppa hot after we just hit the block aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
A hundred stacking homies lacking nine millimeter I'm racking
Swear I'm coming up fast gon' knock you out of the bracket
Not the type to try to flex jus keep a strap in the jacket
Always talking out your neck gon' lay you down in your casket
Always fuck around
Dodging bullets when I come around
A hundred rounds
Always spraying when I come around
I'm money bound
We talking different type of body count
You in the ground
Keep playing games gon' make your mother frown
Boy I know you fucking up, your homies talking on me
I will have these fuckboys gone before the end of the week
Yo be careful where you talking need to know where you speak
Got yo hoe all on my dick ya you ain't say she a freak
The choppa hot after we just hit the block aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
The choppa hot after we just hit the block aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
The choppa hot after we just hit the block aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
A hundred stacking homies lacking nine millimeter I'm racking
Swear I'm coming up fast gon' knock you out of the bracket
Not the type to try to flex jus keep a strap in the jacket
Always talking out your neck gon' lay you down in your casket
Always fuck around
Dodging bullets when I come around
A hundred rounds
Always spraying when I come around
I'm money bound
We talking different type of body count
You in the ground
Keep playing games gon' make your mother frown
Boy I know you fucking up, your homies talking on me
I will have these fuckboys gone before the end of the week
Yo be careful where you talking need to know where you speak
Got yo hoe all on my dick ya you ain't say she a freak
The choppa hot after we just hit the block aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
The choppa hot after we just hit the block aye
Bullets fly hoping they will hit the cop aye
Money stacking up to the roof ain't talking stocks aye
Body bag em' up we dump him at the dock aye
Credits
Writer(s): Jaden Tary
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.