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(Ayo JC what you on?)
Aye, I said
If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
These boys big informants
Tellin'
If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
These boys big informants
Playin' Law & Order
I got drank by the liter
Oh we got bank, 'n' Hella cake
Then she a soul eater
Like, what you think this is?
You'd get spanked ya' dig
I'm in a tank, the highest rank
It ain't no takin' this
Aye, uh
Fuckboy show me a few hundred
He said he was thumbin'
Dropped the seal, that boy was runnin', huh
Doin' me, whoever said I wasn't got it comin', huh
Been up in the mix, I'm talkin' shit just like we plumbin', huh
Like a plumber, huh
50 round sticks
We gon' need a fat drummer, huh
Promethazine piss
Yo I'm sippin' yellow thunder, huh
Opps dumb as shit
I can't beef with dumb and dumber, huh
She love givin' brain, eatin' hearts
Jeffrey Dahmer, huh
Hoe don't drop that dun-duh-dun
His ass smokin' womp-womp-womp
Keep that fuckin' pump
Are you kidding me?
No, like are you kidding me?
'Cause you my mini me, AK in vicinity
XD on me, came infinity
He sippin' Robitussin, boy that's not a remedy
And in a race, bet the president would bid on me
'Cause I'm the president, you crackers lookin' bittersweet
Half a decade and them crackers ain't get rid of me
How you overdraft cash, can you riddle me?
And I'm a rockstar, I ain't losin' energy
Hoe got my name tatted, but she ain't no kin to me
Aye, back home they said this flow gettin' boring
Sippin' Wockhardt, bitch I'll be high till the morning
My new car foreign, 'n' my hoe too
Designer mix 'n' matchin' in the trap, they call me pro tools
I'm damn near a master in the trap, they call me pro tools
He don't want no cancer, hold him back 'cause boy I'll smoke you
Aye, I said
If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
These boys big informants
Tellin'
If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
These boys big informants
Playin' Law & Order
I got drank by the liter
Oh we got bank, 'n' Hella cake
Then she a soul eater
Like, what you think this is?
You'd get spanked ya' dig
I'm in a tank, the highest rank
It ain't no takin' this
Aye, uh
Fuckboy show me a few hundred
He said he was thumbin'
Dropped the seal, that boy was runnin', huh
Doin' me, whoever said I wasn't got it comin', huh
Been up in the mix, I'm talkin' shit just like we plumbin', huh
Like a plumber, huh
50 round sticks
We gon' need a fat drummer, huh
Promethazine piss
Yo I'm sippin' yellow thunder, huh
Opps dumb as shit
I can't beef with dumb and dumber, huh
She love givin' brain, eatin' hearts
Jeffrey Dahmer, huh
Hoe don't drop that dun-duh-dun
His ass smokin' womp-womp-womp
Keep that fuckin' pump
Are you kidding me?
No, like are you kidding me?
'Cause you my mini me, AK in vicinity
XD on me, came infinity
He sippin' Robitussin, boy that's not a remedy
And in a race, bet the president would bid on me
'Cause I'm the president, you crackers lookin' bittersweet
Half a decade and them crackers ain't get rid of me
How you overdraft cash, can you riddle me?
And I'm a rockstar, I ain't losin' energy
Hoe got my name tatted, but she ain't no kin to me
Aye, back home they said this flow gettin' boring
Sippin' Wockhardt, bitch I'll be high till the morning
My new car foreign, 'n' my hoe too
Designer mix 'n' matchin' in the trap, they call me pro tools
I'm damn near a master in the trap, they call me pro tools
He don't want no cancer, hold him back 'cause boy I'll smoke you
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.11] (Ayo JC what you on?)
[00:11.43] Aye, I said
[00:12.01] If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
[00:13.67] These boys big informants
[00:14.69] Tellin'
[00:16.79] If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
[00:18.69] These boys big informants
[00:19.62] Playin' Law & Order
[00:21.53] I got drank by the liter
[00:23.98] Oh we got bank, 'n' Hella cake
[00:25.05] Then she a soul eater
[00:26.54] Like, what you think this is?
[00:27.60] You'd get spanked ya' dig
[00:28.79] I'm in a tank, the highest rank
[00:30.02] It ain't no takin' this
[00:31.78] Aye, uh
[00:32.45] Fuckboy show me a few hundred
[00:34.22] He said he was thumbin'
[00:35.22] Dropped the seal, that boy was runnin', huh
[00:36.82] Doin' me, whoever said I wasn't got it comin', huh
[00:38.99] Been up in the mix, I'm talkin' shit just like we plumbin', huh
[00:42.17] Like a plumber, huh
[00:42.95] 50 round sticks
[00:43.64] We gon' need a fat drummer, huh
[00:45.31] Promethazine piss
[00:46.35] Yo I'm sippin' yellow thunder, huh
[00:47.90] Opps dumb as shit
[00:48.68] I can't beef with dumb and dumber, huh
[00:50.36] She love givin' brain, eatin' hearts
[00:51.88] Jeffrey Dahmer, huh
[00:52.94] Hoe don't drop that dun-duh-dun
[00:53.98] His ass smokin' womp-womp-womp
[00:55.22] Keep that fuckin' pump
[00:56.75] Are you kidding me?
[00:57.66] No, like are you kidding me?
[00:58.91] 'Cause you my mini me, AK in vicinity
[01:01.85] XD on me, came infinity
[01:04.25] He sippin' Robitussin, boy that's not a remedy
[01:06.33] And in a race, bet the president would bid on me
[01:08.88] 'Cause I'm the president, you crackers lookin' bittersweet
[01:11.54] Half a decade and them crackers ain't get rid of me
[01:13.89] How you overdraft cash, can you riddle me?
[01:16.23] And I'm a rockstar, I ain't losin' energy
[01:18.95] Hoe got my name tatted, but she ain't no kin to me
[01:21.58] Aye, back home they said this flow gettin' boring
[01:23.85] Sippin' Wockhardt, bitch I'll be high till the morning
[01:26.23] My new car foreign, 'n' my hoe too
[01:28.33] Designer mix 'n' matchin' in the trap, they call me pro tools
[01:30.78] I'm damn near a master in the trap, they call me pro tools
[01:33.45] He don't want no cancer, hold him back 'cause boy I'll smoke you
[01:36.05]
[00:11.43] Aye, I said
[00:12.01] If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
[00:13.67] These boys big informants
[00:14.69] Tellin'
[00:16.79] If you got a problem, we could get it sorted
[00:18.69] These boys big informants
[00:19.62] Playin' Law & Order
[00:21.53] I got drank by the liter
[00:23.98] Oh we got bank, 'n' Hella cake
[00:25.05] Then she a soul eater
[00:26.54] Like, what you think this is?
[00:27.60] You'd get spanked ya' dig
[00:28.79] I'm in a tank, the highest rank
[00:30.02] It ain't no takin' this
[00:31.78] Aye, uh
[00:32.45] Fuckboy show me a few hundred
[00:34.22] He said he was thumbin'
[00:35.22] Dropped the seal, that boy was runnin', huh
[00:36.82] Doin' me, whoever said I wasn't got it comin', huh
[00:38.99] Been up in the mix, I'm talkin' shit just like we plumbin', huh
[00:42.17] Like a plumber, huh
[00:42.95] 50 round sticks
[00:43.64] We gon' need a fat drummer, huh
[00:45.31] Promethazine piss
[00:46.35] Yo I'm sippin' yellow thunder, huh
[00:47.90] Opps dumb as shit
[00:48.68] I can't beef with dumb and dumber, huh
[00:50.36] She love givin' brain, eatin' hearts
[00:51.88] Jeffrey Dahmer, huh
[00:52.94] Hoe don't drop that dun-duh-dun
[00:53.98] His ass smokin' womp-womp-womp
[00:55.22] Keep that fuckin' pump
[00:56.75] Are you kidding me?
[00:57.66] No, like are you kidding me?
[00:58.91] 'Cause you my mini me, AK in vicinity
[01:01.85] XD on me, came infinity
[01:04.25] He sippin' Robitussin, boy that's not a remedy
[01:06.33] And in a race, bet the president would bid on me
[01:08.88] 'Cause I'm the president, you crackers lookin' bittersweet
[01:11.54] Half a decade and them crackers ain't get rid of me
[01:13.89] How you overdraft cash, can you riddle me?
[01:16.23] And I'm a rockstar, I ain't losin' energy
[01:18.95] Hoe got my name tatted, but she ain't no kin to me
[01:21.58] Aye, back home they said this flow gettin' boring
[01:23.85] Sippin' Wockhardt, bitch I'll be high till the morning
[01:26.23] My new car foreign, 'n' my hoe too
[01:28.33] Designer mix 'n' matchin' in the trap, they call me pro tools
[01:30.78] I'm damn near a master in the trap, they call me pro tools
[01:33.45] He don't want no cancer, hold him back 'cause boy I'll smoke you
[01:36.05]