Leave it to the people!
Step higher than any silly little steeple
Pushing Niggas noses back out through the peep hole
Mind their hairy nostrils they're all flocking where your green goes
You get it? You GRINGOS
Try to be my kinfolk
Otherwise we vibrate high and not just to cha-Ching notes
Jericho your inner lobe
Lobotomize and sing low
You bonafide in petty crimes against a human's handhold
MAC-11's alto
Twin rockets rap akimbo, they rise up and go KABLAMO
So pass the ammo
Real soldier, f*ck a camo
Came back from war, she rode me like a camel
Hang back for more cause she like her man handled
And her friend can get it too cause the dick is more than ample
I'm standing tall on the top of the block list
She hot! Cause she can't be my bitch
She not the one these chickadees is childish
And I could give a f*ck about a bitch that come with mileage
Tell me something, what the hell's been going through your head?
You're beautifully bonkers belong below Belle Reve
This ballad is haunting it leaves a ghost in your stead
Shedding tear after fear I just leave it all for dead
When your peers disappear into medicated mess
And my dear reappears just to predicate the bless
They see fear in the mirror so they subjugate success
When the lambs fully seared they just pick apart the rest
Man I don't think they heard you
Word to
All them boys got murked too
Many lives got taken over shit that got took personal
Most these niggas actors from personas and rehearsals
And that boys not a trapper it's all backwoods he's an Urkel
(Did I do that?)
Who makes the have-nots go from bad to worse
They want a body buttered up and bolted in a hearse
Buckle up them padlocks go spit another verse
A couple bucks on ad hoc will get em to disperse
Living large on landmines no rustling the turf
Or begging to be bloodied up and beaten down with a burst
Don't ask a thing and work until it motherf*cking hurts
My first words brought blessings, hope my last enacts a curse
For your man's we got a hearse
For your bitch I got a purse
She told me all the bands I'm having start her waterworks
I'm lying I can't buy shit for a bitch that got no worth
She chatting shit but got no whip I told the bitch to kick some dirt
Not tryna sit and twiddle lips with any sitch that's tryna flirt
Popped her lid and threw a fit she's so damn pretty when she purp
But she forgets I'm in the bizz of saving face and rolling herb
Inhale
Freshly imported
Throwing shade? I caught it
Niggas claim that they married to the game they should divorce it
Your chain swang but your broke as hell you're tryna force
To claim fame and fortune
All your antics don't support it
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Leave it to the people!
Step higher than any silly little steeple
Pushing Niggas noses back out through the peep hole
Mind their hairy nostrils they're all flocking where your green goes
You get it? You GRINGOS
Try to be my kinfolk
Otherwise we vibrate high and not just to cha-Ching notes
Jericho your inner lobe
Lobotomize and sing low
You bonafide in petty crimes against a human's handhold
MAC-11's alto
Twin rockets rap akimbo, they rise up and go KABLAMO
So pass the ammo
Real soldier, f*ck a camo
Came back from war, she rode me like a camel
Hang back for more cause she like her man handled
And her friend can get it too cause the dick is more than ample
I'm standing tall on the top of the block list
She hot! Cause she can't be my bitch
She not the one these chickadees is childish
And I could give a f*ck about a bitch that come with mileage
Tell me something, what the hell's been going through your head?
You're beautifully bonkers belong below Belle Reve
This ballad is haunting it leaves a ghost in your stead
Shedding tear after fear I just leave it all for dead
When your peers disappear into medicated mess
And my dear reappears just to predicate the bless
They see fear in the mirror so they subjugate success
When the lambs fully seared they just pick apart the rest
Man I don't think they heard you
Word to
All them boys got murked too
Many lives got taken over shit that got took personal
Most these niggas actors from personas and rehearsals
And that boys not a trapper it's all backwoods he's an Urkel
(Did I do that?)
Who makes the have-nots go from bad to worse
They want a body buttered up and bolted in a hearse
Buckle up them padlocks go spit another verse
A couple bucks on ad hoc will get em to disperse
Living large on landmines no rustling the turf
Or begging to be bloodied up and beaten down with a burst
Don't ask a thing and work until it motherf*cking hurts
My first words brought blessings, hope my last enacts a curse
For your man's we got a hearse
For your bitch I got a purse
She told me all the bands I'm having start her waterworks
I'm lying I can't buy shit for a bitch that got no worth
She chatting shit but got no whip I told the bitch to kick some dirt
Not tryna sit and twiddle lips with any sitch that's tryna flirt
Popped her lid and threw a fit she's so damn pretty when she purp
But she forgets I'm in the bizz of saving face and rolling herb
Inhale
Freshly imported
Throwing shade? I caught it
Niggas claim that they married to the game they should divorce it
Your chain swang but your broke as hell you're tryna force
To claim fame and fortune
All your antics don't support it
Step higher than any silly little steeple
Pushing Niggas noses back out through the peep hole
Mind their hairy nostrils they're all flocking where your green goes
You get it? You GRINGOS
Try to be my kinfolk
Otherwise we vibrate high and not just to cha-Ching notes
Jericho your inner lobe
Lobotomize and sing low
You bonafide in petty crimes against a human's handhold
MAC-11's alto
Twin rockets rap akimbo, they rise up and go KABLAMO
So pass the ammo
Real soldier, f*ck a camo
Came back from war, she rode me like a camel
Hang back for more cause she like her man handled
And her friend can get it too cause the dick is more than ample
I'm standing tall on the top of the block list
She hot! Cause she can't be my bitch
She not the one these chickadees is childish
And I could give a f*ck about a bitch that come with mileage
Tell me something, what the hell's been going through your head?
You're beautifully bonkers belong below Belle Reve
This ballad is haunting it leaves a ghost in your stead
Shedding tear after fear I just leave it all for dead
When your peers disappear into medicated mess
And my dear reappears just to predicate the bless
They see fear in the mirror so they subjugate success
When the lambs fully seared they just pick apart the rest
Man I don't think they heard you
Word to
All them boys got murked too
Many lives got taken over shit that got took personal
Most these niggas actors from personas and rehearsals
And that boys not a trapper it's all backwoods he's an Urkel
(Did I do that?)
Who makes the have-nots go from bad to worse
They want a body buttered up and bolted in a hearse
Buckle up them padlocks go spit another verse
A couple bucks on ad hoc will get em to disperse
Living large on landmines no rustling the turf
Or begging to be bloodied up and beaten down with a burst
Don't ask a thing and work until it motherf*cking hurts
My first words brought blessings, hope my last enacts a curse
For your man's we got a hearse
For your bitch I got a purse
She told me all the bands I'm having start her waterworks
I'm lying I can't buy shit for a bitch that got no worth
She chatting shit but got no whip I told the bitch to kick some dirt
Not tryna sit and twiddle lips with any sitch that's tryna flirt
Popped her lid and threw a fit she's so damn pretty when she purp
But she forgets I'm in the bizz of saving face and rolling herb
Inhale
Freshly imported
Throwing shade? I caught it
Niggas claim that they married to the game they should divorce it
Your chain swang but your broke as hell you're tryna force
To claim fame and fortune
All your antics don't support it
Writer: Tyson M, Jamal S
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid