AM (Deluxe LP edition) - Gbds Lyrics

AM Pop yo' brain, gonna drain your blood like rain
Gain my shit, I doubt you can make me feel pain
Abstain, son, alert you before I go insane again
Stare directly to da gold chain might give migraine
Beats addictive like cocaine, bass kickin on the stage
Microphone check n' check n' check causin rampage
Crash a plane on yo dad's face just to entertain myself
Man thats clearly some funny shit

Bake up when I wake up, I'm the reason of your breakup
Gassed up, drivin' fast, coastin' till' the first light shows up
Thats when I go back to yo sister's house
Eatin donuts with some glace while I'm cummin' on her face
F*ck, she suckin' no stoppin' then I'm ridin' to my crib
I hear someone's knockin
Police on the streets, they all talkin' bout' this G, yeah
The one you can not see, and won't believe exists

The G from your girl's dreams, yeah it looks what it seems
Shootin' lazer beams from my fully loaded gun
Cream is what I'm lickin' from my side bitch's butt cheeks
Keep the lips on the tip, 2 bucks and let you peep
Black sheep of a society that keeps disapointin' me
I'm the creep, lookin' through your window while you sleep
Thinkin' many ways to kill, bitch
I will wrap you in a carpet and then tie you to a jeep

AM really high while countin' those stacks
Take an axe to yo back and make your nightmares realidad
I'm the train on the tracks, throwin' smoke, passin' up
You the one who is about to be run over fam
This shit just got personal, gonna break your cervical
Inspirational professional, the guy so sensational
A player, bitch I'm gonna tell ya
Uncomparable material, international bacteria, now check it

High tech on my vape, don't make me break your neck
Knock you down like a hurricane, G, I would be afraid
You bitches all the same, wanna be on the "hall of fame"
It's a shame, damn, I play my own game
Blow this shit up like a granade, throwin' flames
Take a picture of your auntie's tits and put it in a frame
Man, don't blame, look what I've became
My girls won't hesitate, they claimin' my name

AM bakin' bread, bitch, that's your daily baker
Inhalin' OG Kush, green like a space invader
Not a peace maker, I came to win this paper
I'm your omnipresent saver, yo mamas party raver
Slice you in half with my incandescents lasers
Shit could get unpleasant so grab your deadliests weapons
Check this lyrical agression, motivational sensation
Take a sit and prepare for the best gangsta lessons