2Eazy
(Nice)
Know I'm sayin gotta bow down to dem folks (Welcome to Ëthernet)
(Show some courtesy)
Gotta show some type of respect when I come through and you see me with my gang And shit (Zay das my slatty)
Punking it out with my crew
Yeah, ha, yeah
Come through big ballin, all the flyest shit
But you also gotta realize, I got my third eye open
So far in the muh'fuckin' future (future)
Imma dive in that pussy, I slip in that bitch like a blooper
Nah you ain't hittin' on nothing boy you shooting just like storm trooper (grrr)
I don't give a fuck just throw me a jersey, I'll ball on these niggas like Ewing
(Oh) ya shit outta luck can't keep up with all of the shit that I'm got damn spewing
Tryin' to pullup Cullinen truck, in the all black shit I'm a punk you know how I'm moving
You ain't on side with us, yeah Ëthernet money team bitch yeah you might be losing (Money team bitch you losing)
You know I'm too high in the coupe I ain't even throw it in sport, yeah nigga I'm cruising
Got a bad bitch with me chilling, smiling, vibing, yeah we grooving
She love when I come and I talk about her like divine wine the juices oozing
I'm digging in all in her spine, her favorite line, finna have a pussy smoothie
These diamonds they poking like porcupine, they wetter then the Chattahoochee
Fuck twelve if they wanna get behind (uhh)
I'm cutting up all up in traffic yeah and I'm losing 'em like every time
I crank up the speed, I'm pressing the gas, I'm faster than the speed of light
I'm going up strong, I'm punking it right, I'm punking it with all my might
She a lil' freak to me, a lil' freak for free and she drinking me up with no ice
I can put this shit on damn near everyday nigga, this shit right here 'twoEAZY', oh it's Light
Coming in dark night, niggas they tote that stick like robin
Nigga it get crazy, need asylum
Tryin' to put my own table of life together, all that shit that you got that's not my problem
So, don't come to me to solve that shit
Throw that shit right out, telling you right now
Gotta carry your own weight, know I'm saying
(Yeah, ohh, ahh)
Taking a chance I'm going through, the saw, jigsaw (yeah) I'm playing the game
Better watch how you speak on my name they coming to slash you, yeah they take out Your brain
You can't get damn near high as me, (oh), I know he ain't higher than a plane
Tryin' to put my brothers in the fastest shit, fantastic shit take up all four lanes
Tryin' to have this shit so big niggas can't go around us for nothing
(Aye Zay das my slimeball, das my slatty)
Yeah (ohh ahh, ohh ahh, ohh ahh, ohh ahh) (Brutto)
Oh it's been long overdue (oh it's been long overdue)
I was lowkey scared 'cause, I thought I was gone-
Fuck up and burn up the whole system (fry that whole shit)
(Talking 'bout heavyweight, talking 'bout punkanese)
(Ahh, ahh, ohh, ahh, oh, ahh)
Pass me the muh'fuckin' torch (uh)
Just pass me the muh'fuckin' stick (stick)
Running down on 'em, don't give a fuck
Oh imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em, (oh imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em)
Yeah, yeah imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em, (oh imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em)
(Yeah)
This supposed to-, this for the ones that wanna lift your soul up (uh, ahh, ahh)
(Aye Zay das my slimeball, das my slatty)
(Uhh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Niggas get to cutting up the beat like, hibachi
(Know I'm sayin) (I like Xamiri Sounds)
Oh got damnit Zay, got damnit Zay
It's a whole lotta weight, it's a whole lotta weight, it's a whole lotta weight on my side (my Side)
Tryin' to punk shit up to the right temperature can't let this shit go fried (go fried)
Can't let this shit go sit too long gotta make sure this shit right (shit right)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh in the belly of a beast tryin' to make that shit so sick, oh tryin' to throw it up (ah)
How many times I gotta tell you lil' bitch, yeah how I like to cut shit up (yeah)
I like to smoke on a whole lotta weed (yeah), I like to smoke me a whole lotta green
The punk shit here is the way of life, no if and's but's or no in between
They tryin' to ride the wave (ride the wave)
They tryin' to ride the wave today, (ride the wave)
They tryin' to ride my wave today, (ride the wave)
They tryin' to ride my wave no way, (tryin' to ride my wave)
Oh can't hop on the muh'fuckin' ship (oh no)
Closing the gates, yeah I'm closing the shit, you a bot lil' bitch you a bot lil' bitch
Most of these niggas be stuck in the loop while the whole gang finna go pop lil' bitch
Yeah these niggas be stuck in the drama, (uhh) we stay outta the shit give a fuck 'bout it (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck 'bout shit, nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout shit
I'm a punk nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout shit
I'm a lil' ole boy, don't give a fuck 'bout shit (fuck 'bout shit)
I'm a turnt lil' punk, turnt lil' boy, imma turnt lil' guy (turnt lil' guy),
Can't fuck with my fly, can't fuck with my high you a burnt lil' guy (burnt lil' guy)
Know I been high in the sky
Oh I swear I can fly (uh, fly)
I wanna die so high I fly (fly guy)
I wanna die so fly (fly guy)
(Uhh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ahh) (Fly guy, fly guy)
Know I'm sayin gotta bow down to dem folks (Welcome to Ëthernet)
(Show some courtesy)
Gotta show some type of respect when I come through and you see me with my gang And shit (Zay das my slatty)
Punking it out with my crew
Yeah, ha, yeah
Come through big ballin, all the flyest shit
But you also gotta realize, I got my third eye open
So far in the muh'fuckin' future (future)
Imma dive in that pussy, I slip in that bitch like a blooper
Nah you ain't hittin' on nothing boy you shooting just like storm trooper (grrr)
I don't give a fuck just throw me a jersey, I'll ball on these niggas like Ewing
(Oh) ya shit outta luck can't keep up with all of the shit that I'm got damn spewing
Tryin' to pullup Cullinen truck, in the all black shit I'm a punk you know how I'm moving
You ain't on side with us, yeah Ëthernet money team bitch yeah you might be losing (Money team bitch you losing)
You know I'm too high in the coupe I ain't even throw it in sport, yeah nigga I'm cruising
Got a bad bitch with me chilling, smiling, vibing, yeah we grooving
She love when I come and I talk about her like divine wine the juices oozing
I'm digging in all in her spine, her favorite line, finna have a pussy smoothie
These diamonds they poking like porcupine, they wetter then the Chattahoochee
Fuck twelve if they wanna get behind (uhh)
I'm cutting up all up in traffic yeah and I'm losing 'em like every time
I crank up the speed, I'm pressing the gas, I'm faster than the speed of light
I'm going up strong, I'm punking it right, I'm punking it with all my might
She a lil' freak to me, a lil' freak for free and she drinking me up with no ice
I can put this shit on damn near everyday nigga, this shit right here 'twoEAZY', oh it's Light
Coming in dark night, niggas they tote that stick like robin
Nigga it get crazy, need asylum
Tryin' to put my own table of life together, all that shit that you got that's not my problem
So, don't come to me to solve that shit
Throw that shit right out, telling you right now
Gotta carry your own weight, know I'm saying
(Yeah, ohh, ahh)
Taking a chance I'm going through, the saw, jigsaw (yeah) I'm playing the game
Better watch how you speak on my name they coming to slash you, yeah they take out Your brain
You can't get damn near high as me, (oh), I know he ain't higher than a plane
Tryin' to put my brothers in the fastest shit, fantastic shit take up all four lanes
Tryin' to have this shit so big niggas can't go around us for nothing
(Aye Zay das my slimeball, das my slatty)
Yeah (ohh ahh, ohh ahh, ohh ahh, ohh ahh) (Brutto)
Oh it's been long overdue (oh it's been long overdue)
I was lowkey scared 'cause, I thought I was gone-
Fuck up and burn up the whole system (fry that whole shit)
(Talking 'bout heavyweight, talking 'bout punkanese)
(Ahh, ahh, ohh, ahh, oh, ahh)
Pass me the muh'fuckin' torch (uh)
Just pass me the muh'fuckin' stick (stick)
Running down on 'em, don't give a fuck
Oh imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em, (oh imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em)
Yeah, yeah imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em, (oh imma blow 'em, oh imma score 'em)
(Yeah)
This supposed to-, this for the ones that wanna lift your soul up (uh, ahh, ahh)
(Aye Zay das my slimeball, das my slatty)
(Uhh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Niggas get to cutting up the beat like, hibachi
(Know I'm sayin) (I like Xamiri Sounds)
Oh got damnit Zay, got damnit Zay
It's a whole lotta weight, it's a whole lotta weight, it's a whole lotta weight on my side (my Side)
Tryin' to punk shit up to the right temperature can't let this shit go fried (go fried)
Can't let this shit go sit too long gotta make sure this shit right (shit right)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh in the belly of a beast tryin' to make that shit so sick, oh tryin' to throw it up (ah)
How many times I gotta tell you lil' bitch, yeah how I like to cut shit up (yeah)
I like to smoke on a whole lotta weed (yeah), I like to smoke me a whole lotta green
The punk shit here is the way of life, no if and's but's or no in between
They tryin' to ride the wave (ride the wave)
They tryin' to ride the wave today, (ride the wave)
They tryin' to ride my wave today, (ride the wave)
They tryin' to ride my wave no way, (tryin' to ride my wave)
Oh can't hop on the muh'fuckin' ship (oh no)
Closing the gates, yeah I'm closing the shit, you a bot lil' bitch you a bot lil' bitch
Most of these niggas be stuck in the loop while the whole gang finna go pop lil' bitch
Yeah these niggas be stuck in the drama, (uhh) we stay outta the shit give a fuck 'bout it (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck 'bout shit, nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout shit
I'm a punk nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout shit
I'm a lil' ole boy, don't give a fuck 'bout shit (fuck 'bout shit)
I'm a turnt lil' punk, turnt lil' boy, imma turnt lil' guy (turnt lil' guy),
Can't fuck with my fly, can't fuck with my high you a burnt lil' guy (burnt lil' guy)
Know I been high in the sky
Oh I swear I can fly (uh, fly)
I wanna die so high I fly (fly guy)
I wanna die so fly (fly guy)
(Uhh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ahh) (Fly guy, fly guy)
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Writer(s): Elijah Wiseman
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