Tossed
Criss, cross get ya tossed
Like get, lost kick ya rocks
We the big dogs, piss me off
And y'all get squashed, fuck you thought like
That criss and cross gonna get ya tossed
Get to gettin' lost, better kick ya rocks
We the bigger dogs, don't you piss me off
You'll be gettin' squashed, what the fuck you thought like
Find my peace don't care how I talked you
My boys craze no shame in a walkthrough
New gold chain, no thang, should've bought two
Fucked up things they-ah say when they not you
I been gone for days
I've been stuck inside this haze
I can't feel my face
Man I'll never ever change
Said you need your space
Well name a time and name a place
If I aint gettin' paid
A bit of lovin' ease the pain
Next stop, nostalgia
Better make sure moms-ah proud of ya
Still kissin' ass when they doubtin' ya
Bruh fuck everything get to countin' up
I give a fuck no more, I don't lust no more
I'm not down to go, I got snubbed before
Shit I love my bros, I'm going in alone
Give a dog a bone, I'll give em all a show
Nah, I ain't tryna hear that blah blah blah
Just made my rent in a parking lot
I can't lose, can't call a draw
And if I lose my cool, I can't walk it off
Oh, woah, oh, no
This is how it goes
Oh, no, oh, woah
Ain't no fuckin' joke
I been gone for days
I've been stuck inside this haze
I can't feel my face
Man I'll never ever change
Said you need your space
Well name a time and name a place
If I aint gettin' paid
A bit of lovin' ease the pain
Like get, lost kick ya rocks
We the big dogs, piss me off
And y'all get squashed, fuck you thought like
That criss and cross gonna get ya tossed
Get to gettin' lost, better kick ya rocks
We the bigger dogs, don't you piss me off
You'll be gettin' squashed, what the fuck you thought like
Find my peace don't care how I talked you
My boys craze no shame in a walkthrough
New gold chain, no thang, should've bought two
Fucked up things they-ah say when they not you
I been gone for days
I've been stuck inside this haze
I can't feel my face
Man I'll never ever change
Said you need your space
Well name a time and name a place
If I aint gettin' paid
A bit of lovin' ease the pain
Next stop, nostalgia
Better make sure moms-ah proud of ya
Still kissin' ass when they doubtin' ya
Bruh fuck everything get to countin' up
I give a fuck no more, I don't lust no more
I'm not down to go, I got snubbed before
Shit I love my bros, I'm going in alone
Give a dog a bone, I'll give em all a show
Nah, I ain't tryna hear that blah blah blah
Just made my rent in a parking lot
I can't lose, can't call a draw
And if I lose my cool, I can't walk it off
Oh, woah, oh, no
This is how it goes
Oh, no, oh, woah
Ain't no fuckin' joke
I been gone for days
I've been stuck inside this haze
I can't feel my face
Man I'll never ever change
Said you need your space
Well name a time and name a place
If I aint gettin' paid
A bit of lovin' ease the pain
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