[SK Laflare] Baby girl, what you want to do? Hop in this ´Cedes girl She like where we going to A new life, new world
Pop that molly, we hard-body Glocks hot as Kemosabe He said that he wanted beef So we fed him hollows and got it popping Fear and ego is the enemy You ain´t got to pretend with me. I need the wool, I´mma skin the sheep And take the bull, skin it to the meat You full of shit, we in too deep I do this, she knew the deet Like two feet, Flare two time She wanna kick it like Bruce Lee Brought you in, I´ll take you out Ball like Tim then I weighed it out It´s no work, we sling through droughts The life of me, I´m just hanging out Don´t get comfortable and lay on the couch I don´t wanna see your ass laying down
Pop that pussy, twerk some Cause most of these bitches work for nothing Paid your dues, while you´re Paid In Full I can´t wait to win, you wait to lose Your mind of a failure, hate rules When you settle for what you hate to do I go the extra mile, I´m with the extras Extended clips shoot through your necklace Leave you breathless, that tec is restless Cause All My Children need the best, bitch I need that Rothschild money, the top is sunny I seen the light, and you blocked it from me But I found my way to the top, I´m coming Cause I smack that bass like a rockstar drummer
[Earl Sweatshirt] I´m a problem to niggas Pop artillery, the carbonates with him
Starving to hit ´em, spar with a nigga Just watch, I´mma kill ´em all in a minute It´s the ticket-dodging aristocrat New bitch, whip with the system slaps Mister slide in and skimp the sack Nigga hit the function with a pick and ax My nigga, miss me with the bullshit Right here, right ear got a Pesto blunt Why that shit got a young nigga Velcro stuck Why your bitch go down when the cess go up Hard as arm services, y´all might have heard of him Escobarbarian, best call the lawyers up Bruh, the broad Aryan, know the squad loiterers Not with the grain and these bitch niggas´ wishes Dealt with addiction, fell for the bitch with the Pale butter skin who just packed up and dipped In the land of the rent-less, stand with my chips