CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : MurderFACE
b*t*h
It be the spear chuckin’ African
Tribe SAVEMONEY Chi n***as left ‘em panicin’
Smokin’ on ‘em like an acronym
Word to the OG, smoke leave a n***a toasty
Breathin’ like Anakin and stiffer than a mannequin
Buzzin’ for a lightyear
Lucy in the sky with the diamonds kept a nice pair
Gave ‘em right here
Got ‘em trippin’ off the stickup
The paper on her tongue always kept ‘em hidden licks up
All up at your ass
All up at your stash
Still, fist to the jaw left the feeling glass
Break the law for the cash
Seems to be the tradеoff
Pigs always checkin’ so I’m hopin’ that it pay off
Lay low and never play soft
Workin’ hard with no days off
Diamond in thе rough so the pressure always stay on, tough
n***a no love for these goofies though
Magic when you lay the trap down like Yu-Gi-Oh!
Uh, red eyes
Poppin’ blue dragons
Two bad hoes and few tablets
f**k the opps and these new faggots
That sh*t be ass backwards
No pun intended, hope you’re offended
Threw a bomb and the bloggers fear ended
Swag rappers I bet yo momma miss you
Tell granny I said, “What’s poppin’?”
Killin’ sh*t never had no issues
Shoutout to my n***as in the cell, what’s lockin’
Far out like [?]
Can’t feel my mind, I’m blown
Pop pills till I’m off my square but I bet you can’t get a n***a out my song
Sound the alarm, smokin’ the weed you might find in your room
Chillin’, chillin’, dry snitchin’ on my self, I’m ‘bout to make a killin’
Kill him right there, steal his Nike Airs, throw ‘em on my feet, n***a now that’s my pair
If a n***a wanna fight don’t fight fair, b*t*h, I’m right here, uh
I’m an addict, I can’t leave this sh*t alone
Gotta have it, gotta have it, for this weed and this Patrón
I be spazzin’ if you askin’, I ain’t even in the wrong
‘Cause that sh*t got me so gone that I ain’t even in the room, uh
Yeah
Feel me SAVEMONEY life, oh
Catch a bullet boy
It be the spear chuckin’ African
Tribe SAVEMONEY Chi n***as left ‘em panicin’
Smokin’ on ‘em like an acronym
Word to the OG, smoke leave a n***a toasty
Breathin’ like Anakin and stiffer than a mannequin
Buzzin’ for a lightyear
Lucy in the sky with the diamonds kept a nice pair
Gave ‘em right here
Got ‘em trippin’ off the stickup
The paper on her tongue always kept ‘em hidden licks up
All up at your ass
All up at your stash
Still, fist to the jaw left the feeling glass
Break the law for the cash
Seems to be the tradеoff
Pigs always checkin’ so I’m hopin’ that it pay off
Lay low and never play soft
Workin’ hard with no days off
Diamond in thе rough so the pressure always stay on, tough
n***a no love for these goofies though
Magic when you lay the trap down like Yu-Gi-Oh!
Uh, red eyes
Poppin’ blue dragons
Two bad hoes and few tablets
f**k the opps and these new faggots
That sh*t be ass backwards
No pun intended, hope you’re offended
Threw a bomb and the bloggers fear ended
Swag rappers I bet yo momma miss you
Tell granny I said, “What’s poppin’?”
Killin’ sh*t never had no issues
Shoutout to my n***as in the cell, what’s lockin’
Far out like [?]
Can’t feel my mind, I’m blown
Pop pills till I’m off my square but I bet you can’t get a n***a out my song
Sound the alarm, smokin’ the weed you might find in your room
Chillin’, chillin’, dry snitchin’ on my self, I’m ‘bout to make a killin’
Kill him right there, steal his Nike Airs, throw ‘em on my feet, n***a now that’s my pair
If a n***a wanna fight don’t fight fair, b*t*h, I’m right here, uh
I’m an addict, I can’t leave this sh*t alone
Gotta have it, gotta have it, for this weed and this Patrón
I be spazzin’ if you askin’, I ain’t even in the wrong
‘Cause that sh*t got me so gone that I ain’t even in the room, uh
Yeah
Feel me SAVEMONEY life, oh
Catch a bullet boy
