Eze
Shit too slick like eazy e
Up from the hip the glick like, (shh) please stop squeezing me
These niggas sweet like sap, they gone get blowed in the wind like trees
Got so many routes on the map, we pop out from any angle or degree
Mix & matchin the bow my favorite letter p
They like zip whatchu on whats the flav of the week
Ima shine like rays at the beach
Summertime tryn swing open doors of the jeep
Gun em down if he playing with we
Hunt em down if he playin with me
Money & murder, when i lay down, i hope im surrounded by k's & the green
Round trip sum like cancun
Fat shit stick to my side like cantù
Pop open wide like ya bitch thighs that's what the can do
Fuck up a nigga mind, thats what the slam do
Niggas be tryn plug me in but that shit be boo boo
No cap, no cap shit be doodoo
Fucked up in the head ima loose screw
Better stay on them meds don't crash out homie, i know that ya clique, do not wanna lose you
Im tryn strike sum just like a horseshoe
Boy you a bitch, la nigga i'll whore you
.556 just know i adore you
Not tryna dose so i'm kicking the door in
Bitch you a hoe so i know you got more friends
Morphine (more feign) switches & more beams, all in
Got what you need just gimme a call man
Pack so sweet i can kiss it just gimme a mistletoe
Im hittin plays like i used to hit the folks
Basketball iq talmmat give & go
Just gimme the green, im talmmat piccolo
Dunk on a nigga like shannon brown
Codename ballerina when it hit make that boy spin around
Had sum weak shit up in the yap like a hoe i still know how to get around
Pack like mia khalifa
Strikers, i love serving khalifas
Niggas be bitchin they acting like divas
Re up & make that shit back by the evening
For the blueface know ima bleedem
Taking my time i'm just threading the needle
All black in the ride ian know it could be so many reapers, like damn, yea
Shit too slick like eazy e
Up from the hip the glick like, (shh) please stop squeezing me
These niggas sweet like sap, they gone get blowed in the wind like trees
Got so many routes on the map, we pop out from any angle or degree
Mix & matchin the bow my favorite letter p
They like zip whatchu on whats the flav of the week
Ima shine like rays at the beach
Summertime tryn swing open doors of the jeep
Gun em down if he playing with we
Hunt em down if he playin with me
Money & murder, when i lay down, i hope im surrounded by k's & the green
Up from the hip the glick like, (shh) please stop squeezing me
These niggas sweet like sap, they gone get blowed in the wind like trees
Got so many routes on the map, we pop out from any angle or degree
Mix & matchin the bow my favorite letter p
They like zip whatchu on whats the flav of the week
Ima shine like rays at the beach
Summertime tryn swing open doors of the jeep
Gun em down if he playing with we
Hunt em down if he playin with me
Money & murder, when i lay down, i hope im surrounded by k's & the green
Round trip sum like cancun
Fat shit stick to my side like cantù
Pop open wide like ya bitch thighs that's what the can do
Fuck up a nigga mind, thats what the slam do
Niggas be tryn plug me in but that shit be boo boo
No cap, no cap shit be doodoo
Fucked up in the head ima loose screw
Better stay on them meds don't crash out homie, i know that ya clique, do not wanna lose you
Im tryn strike sum just like a horseshoe
Boy you a bitch, la nigga i'll whore you
.556 just know i adore you
Not tryna dose so i'm kicking the door in
Bitch you a hoe so i know you got more friends
Morphine (more feign) switches & more beams, all in
Got what you need just gimme a call man
Pack so sweet i can kiss it just gimme a mistletoe
Im hittin plays like i used to hit the folks
Basketball iq talmmat give & go
Just gimme the green, im talmmat piccolo
Dunk on a nigga like shannon brown
Codename ballerina when it hit make that boy spin around
Had sum weak shit up in the yap like a hoe i still know how to get around
Pack like mia khalifa
Strikers, i love serving khalifas
Niggas be bitchin they acting like divas
Re up & make that shit back by the evening
For the blueface know ima bleedem
Taking my time i'm just threading the needle
All black in the ride ian know it could be so many reapers, like damn, yea
Shit too slick like eazy e
Up from the hip the glick like, (shh) please stop squeezing me
These niggas sweet like sap, they gone get blowed in the wind like trees
Got so many routes on the map, we pop out from any angle or degree
Mix & matchin the bow my favorite letter p
They like zip whatchu on whats the flav of the week
Ima shine like rays at the beach
Summertime tryn swing open doors of the jeep
Gun em down if he playing with we
Hunt em down if he playin with me
Money & murder, when i lay down, i hope im surrounded by k's & the green
Credits
Writer(s): Kristian Ellis
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