Taking that risk
Roll the whittles up when I get in the drive
Now my lungs are on fire
Hit the gas station, go on buy a cigar
Smoke this pot
Speeding on the sunset, stripping the nighttime
Yeah, I'm tryna get fucked up
Roll the whittles up when I smoke and drive
Damn,Pow,Pow,Pow
Flock,flock
Damn
Pow, pow, pow
Flock, flock
Why, why, why, he all on my dick
He wanna fight, he get beat with The blick
Yd, I don't miss
Bend through his block, I'm a Throw the whole clip
I'm a demon, taking that risk
Big Yd, put a hole in his ribs
Big Yd, put a hole in his ribs
He thought he was hot
So that nigga got put in a box
Big Yd, I got glocks
So better watch out
He saw me coming, took a different route, He a pussy, a clown
Like damn, that nigga pussy, no doubt
Yd, I'm a demon
Fuck on this bitch, my dick in a cleavage
She say daddy, I need it
Michael Jackson, I beat it
Big Yd, bitch, I'm undefeated
Damn
Big Yd, leave that nigga bleeding
Damn
Don't run, don't trip
Wanna run, better tie your kicks
Shoot that nigga's shit
He got a gun, better up it quick
Shordy want the dick
She want my, so I let her rip
Like damn
She want my, so I let her rip
The music for fun
I swear in the streets
A nigga go dumb
Shoot that nigga lung
He in the sky, with god
Like damn
He in the sky, with god
Like damn
That nigga dead, he gone
Now my lungs are on fire
Hit the gas station, go on buy a cigar
Smoke this pot
Speeding on the sunset, stripping the nighttime
Yeah, I'm tryna get fucked up
Roll the whittles up when I smoke and drive
Damn,Pow,Pow,Pow
Flock,flock
Damn
Pow, pow, pow
Flock, flock
Why, why, why, he all on my dick
He wanna fight, he get beat with The blick
Yd, I don't miss
Bend through his block, I'm a Throw the whole clip
I'm a demon, taking that risk
Big Yd, put a hole in his ribs
Big Yd, put a hole in his ribs
He thought he was hot
So that nigga got put in a box
Big Yd, I got glocks
So better watch out
He saw me coming, took a different route, He a pussy, a clown
Like damn, that nigga pussy, no doubt
Yd, I'm a demon
Fuck on this bitch, my dick in a cleavage
She say daddy, I need it
Michael Jackson, I beat it
Big Yd, bitch, I'm undefeated
Damn
Big Yd, leave that nigga bleeding
Damn
Don't run, don't trip
Wanna run, better tie your kicks
Shoot that nigga's shit
He got a gun, better up it quick
Shordy want the dick
She want my, so I let her rip
Like damn
She want my, so I let her rip
The music for fun
I swear in the streets
A nigga go dumb
Shoot that nigga lung
He in the sky, with god
Like damn
He in the sky, with god
Like damn
That nigga dead, he gone
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Writer(s): Thabang Paulus
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