CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Agenda
I'm back with the spirit of Nipsey
Take a brick and I scissored it crispy (hot)
Silencer on the nickel got it whistlin' Dixie
My soul got soul, my spirit is drippin' in whiskey
Your soul on sale, I could buy it (uh)
I got drugs for sale, you could try it
All that sleep and you still look tired (ha)
I don't care 'bout your rap sheet, you look wired
f**k all the perjury, y'all should go ring the alarm for the burglary
I'm on a long murder spree
Y'all should be urgently callin' emergency
This open-heart surgery, your blood spillin' over, dark burgundy
All the flippin' over the raw perfectly
Done created enough crack babies to open a small nursery
Drop the top on the Range Rover, then park vertically (skrrt!)
I break most of the law first degree
I came throwin' a dart to break open the art surgically
My chain glow in the dark, certainly, baby, bling (bling!)
I'm fly, but I'm from the gutter
I date project b*t*hes that'll jump your mother
Come for supper, all we servin' is guns and butter
I'm with the smoke up above the muffler, f**ker
Chea
Yup, yup, you know
Yup, yup, you know
Ay, you know the agenda
Ay, yeah, you know the agenda
Yup, yup, you know
Yup, yup, you know
Ay, you know the agenda
No love for f**kboy pretender
You know the agenda
Fake out, real n***as in the center
What up?
Take a brick and I scissored it crispy (hot)
Silencer on the nickel got it whistlin' Dixie
My soul got soul, my spirit is drippin' in whiskey
Your soul on sale, I could buy it (uh)
I got drugs for sale, you could try it
All that sleep and you still look tired (ha)
I don't care 'bout your rap sheet, you look wired
f**k all the perjury, y'all should go ring the alarm for the burglary
I'm on a long murder spree
Y'all should be urgently callin' emergency
This open-heart surgery, your blood spillin' over, dark burgundy
All the flippin' over the raw perfectly
Done created enough crack babies to open a small nursery
Drop the top on the Range Rover, then park vertically (skrrt!)
I break most of the law first degree
I came throwin' a dart to break open the art surgically
My chain glow in the dark, certainly, baby, bling (bling!)
I'm fly, but I'm from the gutter
I date project b*t*hes that'll jump your mother
Come for supper, all we servin' is guns and butter
I'm with the smoke up above the muffler, f**ker
Chea
Yup, yup, you know
Yup, yup, you know
Ay, you know the agenda
Ay, yeah, you know the agenda
Yup, yup, you know
Yup, yup, you know
Ay, you know the agenda
No love for f**kboy pretender
You know the agenda
Fake out, real n***as in the center
What up?
