Meltdown
Yeah! tensions is definitely risingT’d up right nowT time t timeT time tea time tea time
Tea-Time like i got a cup of this shitTea time like golf at a quarter to 6I’d love to fuck on a regular bitchFamous hoes lame but they stay on my dickHeard your new joint it’s embarrassing shitYou talk to the cops on some therapist shitYou act like you love this american shitBut really the truth is you scared of the 6Yeah you scared of the 6, yeah you scared of the 6
Your bodyguard put in some work on a flukeNow you wanna go and inherit that shitDon’t talk to the boy ’bout comparisons shitOr come to the boy on some arrogant shitThe weapons we got are some terrorist shitLike tv producers we grrrrr we airing this shitShe askin’ for bread for her parents and shitI told her i don’t got no cashAnd she said she gon’ wait on a rackOn some arabic shitI pull out a million and stare at the shitMy dick just got hard ’cause a wire just hitMy schedule is out come spin us for realMan fuck all that spinnin’ the narrative shitI melt down the chains that i bought from your bossGive a fuck about all of that heritage shitSince v not around the members done hung up the louisThey not even wearing that shitDon’t come to the boy ’bout repairing some shitDon’t come to the boy about sparing some shitYou lucky that vogue was suing ’causeI would’ve been with the wassas in paris and shit
Is you fuckin’ crazy?Is you fuckin’ crazy ahhhAnd they scared of the 7, 7After 1, 3 then we turn up 11Keep this shit open like 7, 11 it’s litMe at the house i got seven in heavenThey think i’m satanic i keep me a reverendLil’ shawty a therapist poppin’ her shitShe inching my way and she started confessingI know what’s at stake i’m screamin’ free jeffreyConnect collect calls right off of the cellyGave her the blues not talkin’ ’bout bellyDon’t keep it sincere i go makaveliI got the juice now it’s heavy juiceAlways on t-time been ready t yeahIs you fucking crazy is you f’Yeah stoned let’s go
Wrapping the cheese wrap around me ’causeI’ve got property wrap cheese wrapChocolate ap and chocolate the vsGot the willy wonka factoryBurn a athlete like it’s caloriesFind another flame hot as me bitch!
Yeah is you fucking crazyIs you fucking crazy whatIs you fucking crazy na naIs you fucking crazy uhIs you fucking crazy uhIs you fuckin is you fuckinIs you fucking crazy
I met these texas boys and ran it up a coupleMaybe couple maybeSwanging in the pickup truckbaby fuck mercedesI’ll fuck a nigga bitch but she can’t have the babyHave the baby have the babyI’ll shoot your ass in walmartLike i’m dababy in walmartYour boy going lionel messiI go tom brady woooUsed to wear the bust downBack in my old days woooNow i let the chains hangYou gotta tuck yours maybe tuck it tuck itNiggas talkin scarface i’m that in real lifeIs you fucking crazy or whatIs you fucking crazy fucking crazy
Man the club ain’t been the sameSince we lost mercedes straight upMan the clique ain’t been the sameSince they lost the greatestWe outside with the army so you need theThem boys rollin’ all brownLike they whippin’ gravyMake a circus outside like itBarnum’s bailey it’s litBlickey hanging on my sideIt’s like it’s really banging blickey blickey blickeyShe move her panties to the sideShe want it raw when faded huh huh huh huh
Is you fucking crazy uhIs you fucking crazy uhIs you fucking crazy or whatIs you fucking crazy yeahIs you fucking crazy or whatIs you fucking is you fuckingIs you fucking crazy
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