Lost Cause
Yeah, yeah, yeah so
Uh, I'm smoking out the loud pound bag of the shapey
Live this shit so motherfuckers got reasons to hate me
Back on my HD bullshit, shouts outs to Hefei
Spitting like a Mac with a full clip, you niggas semi
Click bang, I'm Hemingway, sprite look like the everglades
Inhaling all this Maryjane, just hoping that I'm staying sane
Everywhere a young nigga go I'm turnt
Eyes really low, weed being burnt
A cup in my hand, swinging my arms
Showed up no necklace, no charm
Just a gold watch and a arm full of tats
Bitch hear I rap, bet she lay on her back
Showed up three deep, none of us strapped
But I swing this lil ox like a Louie swing a bat
So Julius Ceaser nigga, tape 'em up
Live life like I'm out the cage or something
Eyes dry like a raisin
Don't act like you never heard about theHz hun
Huh? yeah, yeah, yeah, (And this that)
And this that shit for you to roll a fucking zip to
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I said this that)
And this that shit for you to fuck a nigga bitch to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, (And this that)
And this that shit for you to roll a fucking zip to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, (And this that)
And this that shit for you to fuck a nigga bitch to
For breakfast [?] and some yogurt
Bitch I'm rolling up that doeger
I be smoking 'til my throat hurt
Got a bitch I call Medusa she a stoner
And she kinda look like Mertha
She do bumps and then I bone her
Yeah, I got a thing for pretty girls who like to blow
Pearly lines of snow
Light a cig and then she roll the dope
Don't let that bitch be rocking 'Lo
(Why nigga?)
Fuck around and make that bitch my assistant
Have her slanging weight and getting lifted
Yeah, huh, at the same damn time
She lick and suck my dick at the same damn time
And I'ma take a pic at the same damn time
And she gon be sick at the same damn time
(So) huh, what she gon' do?
Don't look at me the cameras on you
Finna Instagram my point of view
Huh, nah, now it's on my brain
More like a nigga just getting brain
Just to make a bitch feel the worst of pains
And I bet a nigga likes will be off the chain, huh
Now it's on my brain
More like a nigga just getting brain
Just to make a bitch feel the worst of pains
And I bet a nigga likes will be off the chain like
Uh, I'm smoking out the loud pound bag of the shapey
Live this shit so motherfuckers got reasons to hate me
Back on my HD bullshit, shouts outs to Hefei
Spitting like a Mac with a full clip, you niggas semi
Click bang, I'm Hemingway, sprite look like the everglades
Inhaling all this Maryjane, just hoping that I'm staying sane
Everywhere a young nigga go I'm turnt
Eyes really low, weed being burnt
A cup in my hand, swinging my arms
Showed up no necklace, no charm
Just a gold watch and a arm full of tats
Bitch hear I rap, bet she lay on her back
Showed up three deep, none of us strapped
But I swing this lil ox like a Louie swing a bat
So Julius Ceaser nigga, tape 'em up
Live life like I'm out the cage or something
Eyes dry like a raisin
Don't act like you never heard about theHz hun
Huh? yeah, yeah, yeah, (And this that)
And this that shit for you to roll a fucking zip to
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I said this that)
And this that shit for you to fuck a nigga bitch to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, (And this that)
And this that shit for you to roll a fucking zip to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, (And this that)
And this that shit for you to fuck a nigga bitch to
For breakfast [?] and some yogurt
Bitch I'm rolling up that doeger
I be smoking 'til my throat hurt
Got a bitch I call Medusa she a stoner
And she kinda look like Mertha
She do bumps and then I bone her
Yeah, I got a thing for pretty girls who like to blow
Pearly lines of snow
Light a cig and then she roll the dope
Don't let that bitch be rocking 'Lo
(Why nigga?)
Fuck around and make that bitch my assistant
Have her slanging weight and getting lifted
Yeah, huh, at the same damn time
She lick and suck my dick at the same damn time
And I'ma take a pic at the same damn time
And she gon be sick at the same damn time
(So) huh, what she gon' do?
Don't look at me the cameras on you
Finna Instagram my point of view
Huh, nah, now it's on my brain
More like a nigga just getting brain
Just to make a bitch feel the worst of pains
And I bet a nigga likes will be off the chain, huh
Now it's on my brain
More like a nigga just getting brain
Just to make a bitch feel the worst of pains
And I bet a nigga likes will be off the chain like
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Writer(s): Brian Lloyd Onfroy, Darien C. Dash
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