Flow like every 12 is Pisces season
Mighty fly, and that's the reason
They lyin like Metro Goldwyn Mayer
Leave yo ass defeated
Witcha soldiers broke, scopin out snakes in the grass
Pass the potent, smoke me in
Get over here, no Scorpion
But I fancy the gruesome maiming of these cancers to the game
Straight crab niggas
No wonder you always sad niggas
We airin em out
Wolves in sheeps hide been our brigade
Led astray, Gambit'll say we been the jack of all trades
Check the points, its clear to see ya last phase till it fades
It's time I confess, it's a thin line between a gem and I
Movin towards a diamond in braille, just bare with us
But ya treasure weighs well
Word to Wayne's Libra scale
I was in love wit this game, the bullshit tore us apart
They say "Quan the Dapper Don workin harder than Capricorns"
True enough to bag ya broad than arch her, back of the ford
Prolly make a virgin rabid
"$lobby i just gotta have it"
On top of the throne, jays'll space me out
No astrology
Just woods to lay you out like page themes wit no apologies
Pac would pop a blood vessel witnessing this hypocrisy
A posture fee is owed, still in control of my soul, lets get it on!
3AM, f*ck your hoe, keep the story on the low
4AM, I'm showering leaving her house and going home
5PM, linking up, driftclub with my bro
6PM got the guap
Cashout hit the mall
My cousins threw them big B's
19 made a trig squeeze
Ice make my skin freeze
Hoes getting litty
Shoutout to my nieces
I bought her a big screen
Ye I'm with TenSixty
Money in a jiffy
Yea I got them breadsticks
Shawd got some breastess
Email she gon text meh
They see me but im backstage
Wavy gotta surf it
Charlie got her kirking
They peeping like they pervert
Niggas funny like a circus
$lim Charles - Spaced Bars (feat. Ohanawavy) Lyrics
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Flow like every 12 is Pisces season
Mighty fly, and that's the reason
They lyin like Metro Goldwyn Mayer
Leave yo ass defeated
Witcha soldiers broke, scopin out snakes in the grass
Pass the potent, smoke me in
Get over here, no Scorpion
But I fancy the gruesome maiming of these cancers to the game
Straight crab niggas
No wonder you always sad niggas
We airin em out
Wolves in sheeps hide been our brigade
Led astray, Gambit'll say we been the jack of all trades
Check the points, its clear to see ya last phase till it fades
It's time I confess, it's a thin line between a gem and I
Movin towards a diamond in braille, just bare with us
But ya treasure weighs well
Word to Wayne's Libra scale
I was in love wit this game, the bullshit tore us apart
They say "Quan the Dapper Don workin harder than Capricorns"
True enough to bag ya broad than arch her, back of the ford
Prolly make a virgin rabid
"$lobby i just gotta have it"
On top of the throne, jays'll space me out
No astrology
Just woods to lay you out like page themes wit no apologies
Pac would pop a blood vessel witnessing this hypocrisy
A posture fee is owed, still in control of my soul, lets get it on!
3AM, f*ck your hoe, keep the story on the low
4AM, I'm showering leaving her house and going home
5PM, linking up, driftclub with my bro
6PM got the guap
Cashout hit the mall
My cousins threw them big B's
19 made a trig squeeze
Ice make my skin freeze
Hoes getting litty
Shoutout to my nieces
I bought her a big screen
Ye I'm with TenSixty
Money in a jiffy
Yea I got them breadsticks
Shawd got some breastess
Email she gon text meh
They see me but im backstage
Wavy gotta surf it
Charlie got her kirking
They peeping like they pervert
Niggas funny like a circus
Mighty fly, and that's the reason
They lyin like Metro Goldwyn Mayer
Leave yo ass defeated
Witcha soldiers broke, scopin out snakes in the grass
Pass the potent, smoke me in
Get over here, no Scorpion
But I fancy the gruesome maiming of these cancers to the game
Straight crab niggas
No wonder you always sad niggas
We airin em out
Wolves in sheeps hide been our brigade
Led astray, Gambit'll say we been the jack of all trades
Check the points, its clear to see ya last phase till it fades
It's time I confess, it's a thin line between a gem and I
Movin towards a diamond in braille, just bare with us
But ya treasure weighs well
Word to Wayne's Libra scale
I was in love wit this game, the bullshit tore us apart
They say "Quan the Dapper Don workin harder than Capricorns"
True enough to bag ya broad than arch her, back of the ford
Prolly make a virgin rabid
"$lobby i just gotta have it"
On top of the throne, jays'll space me out
No astrology
Just woods to lay you out like page themes wit no apologies
Pac would pop a blood vessel witnessing this hypocrisy
A posture fee is owed, still in control of my soul, lets get it on!
3AM, f*ck your hoe, keep the story on the low
4AM, I'm showering leaving her house and going home
5PM, linking up, driftclub with my bro
6PM got the guap
Cashout hit the mall
My cousins threw them big B's
19 made a trig squeeze
Ice make my skin freeze
Hoes getting litty
Shoutout to my nieces
I bought her a big screen
Ye I'm with TenSixty
Money in a jiffy
Yea I got them breadsticks
Shawd got some breastess
Email she gon text meh
They see me but im backstage
Wavy gotta surf it
Charlie got her kirking
They peeping like they pervert
Niggas funny like a circus
Writer: Tanaka Chigama, ZaQuan Hamlett
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid