Dont Mean To Be Blunt
Who let bachi out the cave
I don't wanna rage no more got shit I gotta say
How you talking crazy it's been years but you ain't paid
I make it all kinds of ways you N need a wave
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch my middle finger up (yeah)
I don't give a fuck no more you n need a buff
Bitches steady claiming me you bitch always bluff
Know the price of fame but shit I never get enough
Baby girl my princess but I like it when she rough
I been getting higher I been smoking on that stuff(yeah)
I just need my runts you n cookie cutter blunts
Smoke em up I'm rolling all you n in a blunt
N losing sleep but shit I do this shit for f.u.n
"Fucking" "up" the "numbers" and they dancing to the drum
Heavy on my back I swear the pressure weigh a tone
Choking on that za I think I'm coughing up a lung
Think he on my level what a silly little cunt
Hit my n Lu up man I think we up to something
Psycho when we pull watch them other n run
Getting paranoid that's why I'm clutching on a gun
Kraven when I smell it yeah you know we on the hunt
Who brought bachi out the cave (yeah!)
I don't wanna rage no more got shit I gotta say
How you talking crazy it's been years but you not paid
I make it all kinds of ways you N need a wave
Pull up with Katana's say the want me to behave
Faking your existence that's some shit I can't relate
Bachi one of one they know these n can't debate
Hardest In the state you little n in the way
Got some shit I wanna say
Yeah
Ah
I don't wanna rage no more got shit I gotta say
How you talking crazy it's been years but you ain't paid
I make it all kinds of ways you N need a wave
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch my middle finger up (yeah)
I don't give a fuck no more you n need a buff
Bitches steady claiming me you bitch always bluff
Know the price of fame but shit I never get enough
Baby girl my princess but I like it when she rough
I been getting higher I been smoking on that stuff(yeah)
I just need my runts you n cookie cutter blunts
Smoke em up I'm rolling all you n in a blunt
N losing sleep but shit I do this shit for f.u.n
"Fucking" "up" the "numbers" and they dancing to the drum
Heavy on my back I swear the pressure weigh a tone
Choking on that za I think I'm coughing up a lung
Think he on my level what a silly little cunt
Hit my n Lu up man I think we up to something
Psycho when we pull watch them other n run
Getting paranoid that's why I'm clutching on a gun
Kraven when I smell it yeah you know we on the hunt
Who brought bachi out the cave (yeah!)
I don't wanna rage no more got shit I gotta say
How you talking crazy it's been years but you not paid
I make it all kinds of ways you N need a wave
Pull up with Katana's say the want me to behave
Faking your existence that's some shit I can't relate
Bachi one of one they know these n can't debate
Hardest In the state you little n in the way
Got some shit I wanna say
Yeah
Ah
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