The Canibible

Raw scriptures, nigga
That rain ain't a bad thing once that money come
You understand that, homie
Once you get you some
Nigga, understand me
Raw scriptures, nigga
I'm only interested in money and flickin' lighters
This is the Canibible

As I was readin' through my Canibible
Puffin' on raw scriptures, don't finna take you higher
I'm only interested in money and flickin' lighters
Niggas lyin' by copping, you ain't a real buyer
I get flyer, Nike, Blazer, complimentin' my attire
Fool style is so expired,
fuck around and start a riot
Pretty bitches at the Hyatt
Got em' singin' like the choir, audio joke, yeah, I supply it
That rain ain't a bad thing once that money come
You'll understand that, homie
Once you get you some
Sticky, gas bag, straight outta the diesel pump
If you ain't high tolerance, this strain will leave you slumped
They smoke that Huckabee tree, Low percentage T.H.C
That's why I don't never pass around my weed
I'll put up a couple dollars, get them bitches up to speed
And I'll put up whatever, thinkin' you can fuck with me, nigga
What you doin', homeboy, that ain't the one
But I got the better kind that you was lookin' for
A quick transaction and then I'm out the door
Pedal to the floor, roll more smoke
Like my tires when I spin the road
Stickin' to the code, I'm so cold
Round me wear your winter coat, lil' mama wanna go
But this ain't even that type of a party, love
I seen through the persuasion that you was thinkin' of
Don't TLC me, cause
I am not a scrub, duh
This is the Canibible
I'm finna take you higher, nigga
Raw scriptures, nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Randy Billingslea
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