[J. Black, Tone, Terrace Martin:]
I'm from the land of the cs and bs, where n***as smoke trees and roll them gold Ds
Where n***as f**ing hood rap and catch a good cs where n***as carry rocks and pray Oh lord please!
Hahahah
Yeah!
Where n***as dat trip we pull the Glock from the hip
Bustis f**ed up start the talk a lot of sh** (sh**) n***a dont believe me well well bust your lip
Or else
[Chorus - J. Black, Tone, Terrace Martin:]
Face down
I left her with a whole clip
Lay down
Or you can get a whole clip
First you with a clip clapping body
Posting mismatch
O yes I am reloading ou ou face down
Left her with a whole clip
Im living the living Im born to get it
I gave them what
Uhm a
I'm born to get it
Ya in if you with it
And Im a be
Forced to spill it I gave em one
Yea
Gave em one for the road
One for these homeless n***as, one for these hoes
Tired of mutherf**ers that be talking that bullsh** thinking me and the homies with the talking that bullsh**
n******g don't talk to me n** co*king and pullsh**
Calling tha bullsh** sheed up is how I keep em, em posted and then
I roll it and smoking and keep it loped and trip n***a we supersoak trip n***as we super soak
Super soak em
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Look, I'm living to live. Im born to get it another one
Storm and tripping is on, Im tripping as soon as I saw him I started reaching grabbing my gun yea
I saw him reaching its survival of the fittest though I'mma boil and bleach him like
That's the sound
Of the flames from these hood meringues we ain't got m6's tanks
But we just bought beens we got eagles that stretch and they fly and sing maliant melodies murdering stinks
Yo I'm one to f** around with theses zoo babies cuz we swarm and sting like raising bees
[Chorus]