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pie face Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Cross
Length: 2:43
Written by: Julian Hurt




Lil Cross - pie face Lyrics
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Baby I'm so kush
Kush
Baby I'm so kushed out leaning I got candy in my lemon tea
Got her right with a flight I'm a junky druggie money fiend
They gon eat this dope up I got custy's think I'm Pablo E
My way my way that's how you gon talk to me
High way high way that's the only way I think
Pie face pie face you can't ever keep that cake away from me
It stay with me that's why I keep that K with me
They hate on me that's why we always falling out like baby teeth
We got packs on packs this the business bud
Empty out your trap to get my business up
This perky ease my mind and ease my physical
Keep rolling I don't ever think I lit enough
I got a lot of drugs I need a little love
Never catch me lacking up inside a club
Last time I swear them boys done shot it up
Then again that shit ain't none of my business bruh
This some heavy weight I'm pushing up I'm fit as f*ck
I feel in command I'm chiefing on Obama runts
Making money please don't talk to me
Booking sessions cop a slot from me
I got pillys you wan' pop from me
I don't condone a thing that you ain't bought from me
This shit I got ain't topping it
So you ain't got it 'less you got from me
I'm making money now they talk to me, don't talk to me at all
I love this wocky love is solely for the contents of this cup
I can't trust a thing or person not to ever do me wrong
If I could count on you I'd have to say that you're the only one
Bitch I'm leaning I got candy in my lemon tea
If I'm unapproachable then you're just unimportant g
Need a fix I'm the kid I'm the junkie druggie money fiend
Pockets full of strips a lil blick that's all I'll ever need
She just suck the dick but that bitch is not a friend of me
She be 'round the opps, yeah that bitch be acting friendly
I knew what he was on it looks like I got a tendency
I threw her on the lawn that bitch take up too much energy
I knew what he was on I see them plays all in my memories
Got them cheeks got that peach she my baby she my lemon squeeze
I can't trust all of these bitches they've been lying to my face alright
The way you look me in my face and lie I just can't face it now
So I just roll a blunt and then I face it now
I can't face enough I'm lacing up these blunts until my face is stuck
I hate the stuff you're on someone tell me when that fake enough
I drank a cup then poured another one like I ain't drank enough
I laid up with this bitch and then another I ain't lay enough
I made this up while I was in the booth bitch you can't hang with us
I don't give a f*ck no excuse I'm finna make it up
I had to build trust either way you couldn't play with us
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Baby I'm so kush
Kush
Baby I'm so kushed out leaning I got candy in my lemon tea
Got her right with a flight I'm a junky druggie money fiend
They gon eat this dope up I got custy's think I'm Pablo E
My way my way that's how you gon talk to me
High way high way that's the only way I think
Pie face pie face you can't ever keep that cake away from me
It stay with me that's why I keep that K with me
They hate on me that's why we always falling out like baby teeth
We got packs on packs this the business bud
Empty out your trap to get my business up
This perky ease my mind and ease my physical
Keep rolling I don't ever think I lit enough
I got a lot of drugs I need a little love
Never catch me lacking up inside a club
Last time I swear them boys done shot it up
Then again that shit ain't none of my business bruh
This some heavy weight I'm pushing up I'm fit as f*ck
I feel in command I'm chiefing on Obama runts
Making money please don't talk to me
Booking sessions cop a slot from me
I got pillys you wan' pop from me
I don't condone a thing that you ain't bought from me
This shit I got ain't topping it
So you ain't got it 'less you got from me
I'm making money now they talk to me, don't talk to me at all
I love this wocky love is solely for the contents of this cup
I can't trust a thing or person not to ever do me wrong
If I could count on you I'd have to say that you're the only one
Bitch I'm leaning I got candy in my lemon tea
If I'm unapproachable then you're just unimportant g
Need a fix I'm the kid I'm the junkie druggie money fiend
Pockets full of strips a lil blick that's all I'll ever need
She just suck the dick but that bitch is not a friend of me
She be 'round the opps, yeah that bitch be acting friendly
I knew what he was on it looks like I got a tendency
I threw her on the lawn that bitch take up too much energy
I knew what he was on I see them plays all in my memories
Got them cheeks got that peach she my baby she my lemon squeeze
I can't trust all of these bitches they've been lying to my face alright
The way you look me in my face and lie I just can't face it now
So I just roll a blunt and then I face it now
I can't face enough I'm lacing up these blunts until my face is stuck
I hate the stuff you're on someone tell me when that fake enough
I drank a cup then poured another one like I ain't drank enough
I laid up with this bitch and then another I ain't lay enough
I made this up while I was in the booth bitch you can't hang with us
I don't give a f*ck no excuse I'm finna make it up
I had to build trust either way you couldn't play with us
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Writer: Julian Hurt
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