Fuckin' with Grey I would not recommend it
I'm feeling the pleasure from all of my digits
Serrated the blade it be making em fidget
I flee to my tree then I burn and I'm hurting today
Aye
I don't wanna be okay
Ooo
Talkin on the Grey I slay
Who?
Choking out a bitch love the flinch in the clinch but rather you fuck out my face
Bitch
Fuck out my way
Flexing arresting my ego today
Break out that chain
Smile in the rain
Feel like I
Feel like I
Feel like I ain't got shit to say
Run around holding my dick
Where the loud track it down smelling my scent
Coulda found more but I popped that shit
Grey cocaine god I love that drip
Talking on my name that's a no no
I don't like to be in no photo
Cover my face til the funeral
Talk about god don't call him
I don't give fuck bout no consequence
When it be coming to popping the toxic narcotics
I got a whole lot of em don't even count em up
So insurmountable fuck I'm so fallible
Bending the elements
I am not heaven sent
I need some medicine
You not my brethren
You is not better than me or my gang
So fuck out my face
And stay out of my way
Killing these beats while i laugh to the bank
I keep on thinking my ship gonna sank
Keeping my eye on them i cannot blink
I bring the lightning saliva the rain hoe
All these pussy niggas wanna play
When i'd rather go and bang on bitch okay
Hopping on the wave
Everybody so fake
I'm just thinking that they speak the bullshit olay
Never feel safe
But i never go pray
I'm just waiting for the day that i'm feeling okay
They just wanna hop up on my dick no way
I ain't even gotta wonder what they gon say
Hop out my coffin
I feel like a monster
I sharpen my fangs
And I murder mufasa
I ain't gotta worry
Hakuna matata
My hollow tip clip up inside of my choppa
Hop out my coffin
I feel like a monster
I sharpen my fangs
And I murder mufasa
I ain't gotta worry
Hakuna matata
My hollow tip clip up inside of my choppa
I'm ghost