It's gonna be a lot of slow singing and flower bringing
It's my burglar alarm start ringing
Call my demons, put them on the cement
His wig leaning, now this ho on swallow semen
Please believe it, see I've achieved it
This is financial freedom,
that's the tone of this whole season
Jesus, spray shots with my pops features
Designer sneakers, the man with exotic reefer
See that smile and if she find it,
she's a keeper
8 ball corner pocket,
deeper than this the ether
Spit it at my enemies by any means necessary From now to February,
intergalactic planetary
My balls heavy,
you already know I bob like I'm rock steady
Niggas couldn't shoot the heady
You just couldn't finger with me man?
* outta here nigga
Yo,
everybody wanna crowd when you went around the river
But when the shots get dispersed with the spin about it
Just a question to ask yourself in the moment of stealth
When you holding your mans gun did your man run?
You send a threat to me, you sound like a party
I bring the champagne to celebrate your dead body
We're caking ice cream,
hear the night screams,
la-di-da-di
Murder in the lobby, what's the case?
Blood still spilling in his waist
Feel a fire in your stomach,
you numb in his face
You dogs want it,
trading sluts with the horny
Singing the underwear song,
lava,
the voice of no survivors
Full blooded killers with no veins,
we all for hire
And we here to clean the demon out you Speak about smooth,
I'll shoot the evil out
you We hunt down,
* up