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(Intro) (Verse) Grindmode, pill is cool, you know what we get into With sippy cup it’s filling up, our pillage cutting livin room Discipline – I spit it too Fuck for me my vision do But I’m not the rocker, titties popped to make my feelings move True, I give a fuck about a interview If you don’t get to know me and my music then I’m wasting time They offer those basic rhymes, pooly tank connoisseurs But I’m cutting carnivores, Jurassic Park dinosaurs Yea, I’m on some damn with my niggas though 16’s gold rolled chains, call it Figaro Smoking haze, Hemi smooth, drinkin remy Venice blues Jordan retro shoes will she sittin in the nude Mammy get the wire say, fuck er over chade It’s my way, she got a thing for danger like blazay Blazay which in fact is why I get to pack the 4 College type to drop it low and powder her nose Her pussy cold (Interlude) (Verse) I swear too many niggas trippin Letras de cancionesThis is in my beginning Movies lost with the villain, they hoppin I reach the ceiling Michael Myers, I’m chillin Hang er, I’m tryna leave Pictures around my sleeve, emotions you couldn’t see I wanna buy me a gun, maybe I’ll probably use it Probably shoot up a fan cuz I misinterpret their movements They correct me with usage, hunger deep I’m the student Taught myself what’s it like to be left out of the class Hold mine in the past, the streets know where I’m at I can only be myself, I was leaving to get the cash Fonz poking a laugh, I spent it and made it back In that Cali warm weather but it’s cold enough to crack Yea security, infamous I got my jewelry Musically I’m out to take my hood from obscurity Welcome. From Letras Mania