Smoke a lot of weed, cos
I like to stay blazed
Niggas bitching
ABout these Otha hoes
They mad they gettin played
You see me
Ima g
There is nothing left to say
Triple 6
F*ck around and
Find yo body in a grave
Times are hard
Now it's time to get
Straight to the riches
People gonna hate
But that's a product of the pimpin
I'm sippin
As I sit back, and
Observe the contest
Broke niggas ain't feeling me
They take my lines
Out of context
Splashing they wifes
And I ain't even
Peaked my climax
Buy a dime sack
Get a dime back
F*ck her
Never call back
G mode
I like to keep it copacetic
Yo girl eyein the team
Oh no she won't regret it
I'm photo-genic
You broke we get
Yo tongue is slippin
The blood is drippin
He hoped we missed em
They won't won't be missin
The hollows tipped em
Now god Is missing
God damn it's like
I'm serving the scripture
Do yo get the picture
Is it coming in vividly
They envy me
It's like I can do anything
Peep the mastermind
Of the kash
If holy makes you first
I guess I'm gonna finish last
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Smoke a lot of weed, cos
I like to stay blazed
Niggas bitching
ABout these Otha hoes
They mad they gettin played
You see me
Ima g
There is nothing left to say
Triple 6
F*ck around and
Find yo body in a grave
Times are hard
Now it's time to get
Straight to the riches
People gonna hate
But that's a product of the pimpin
I'm sippin
As I sit back, and
Observe the contest
Broke niggas ain't feeling me
They take my lines
Out of context
Splashing they wifes
And I ain't even
Peaked my climax
Buy a dime sack
Get a dime back
F*ck her
Never call back
G mode
I like to keep it copacetic
Yo girl eyein the team
Oh no she won't regret it
I'm photo-genic
You broke we get
Yo tongue is slippin
The blood is drippin
He hoped we missed em
They won't won't be missin
The hollows tipped em
Now god Is missing
God damn it's like
I'm serving the scripture
Do yo get the picture
Is it coming in vividly
They envy me
It's like I can do anything
Peep the mastermind
Of the kash
If holy makes you first
I guess I'm gonna finish last
I like to stay blazed
Niggas bitching
ABout these Otha hoes
They mad they gettin played
You see me
Ima g
There is nothing left to say
Triple 6
F*ck around and
Find yo body in a grave
Times are hard
Now it's time to get
Straight to the riches
People gonna hate
But that's a product of the pimpin
I'm sippin
As I sit back, and
Observe the contest
Broke niggas ain't feeling me
They take my lines
Out of context
Splashing they wifes
And I ain't even
Peaked my climax
Buy a dime sack
Get a dime back
F*ck her
Never call back
G mode
I like to keep it copacetic
Yo girl eyein the team
Oh no she won't regret it
I'm photo-genic
You broke we get
Yo tongue is slippin
The blood is drippin
He hoped we missed em
They won't won't be missin
The hollows tipped em
Now god Is missing
God damn it's like
I'm serving the scripture
Do yo get the picture
Is it coming in vividly
They envy me
It's like I can do anything
Peep the mastermind
Of the kash
If holy makes you first
I guess I'm gonna finish last
Writer: Ian Harris
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