Lyrics

Disoriented souls forever dancing in the wind All these bitches tryna get a piece like here we go again Welcome to the bottom it's just me and all my friends They got my six and I be posted in the cut on all 10 The come up, the homies, the weed man I love it It's crazy how we out here when we started out with nothing The sun up so imma go kick it on the dungeon I'm just rollin up the stank, puff it while i'm pressing buttons Imma pop lock and drop to my mothafuckin knees As I await the cold embrace of the executioner swing Let the centipedes guide my soul into the underneath So I can rally up the souls of the damned under me I be green from anywhere 99 overall Hit you 100% in the face like you overhaul Pussy brought a 45 but i came with the overclocked Imma dump that mothafucka til my shoulder pop BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH I spill your brain bitch Then turn it on myself; a ha! we ain't tha same bitch If you drivin in my paint then imma get a flagrant Then waive the E.M.T. away while I be smokin stank bitch Disoriented souls forever dancing in the wind All these bitches tryna get a piece like here we go again Welcome to the bottom it's just me and all my friends They got my six and I be posted in the cut on all 10 The come up, the homies, the weed man I love it It's crazy how we out here when we started out with nothing The sun up so imma go kick it on the dungeon I'm just rollin up the stank, puff it while i'm pressing buttons Lifes a fucking bitch and then you die motherfucker I pop up out the underworld Suprise motherfucker Had to get poppin, like I broke my mothefuckin wrist If he mimikyu my shit I spin him twice man I love it I hate these motherfuckers cant stand em Abandoned the phantom Ran him down Blam when I grip that hit that Get that thru your head no second chances soul damned I fuck these hoes Then play a show in london I came up with my mother fuckin brothers out the dungeon Ghillie suit find me hiding in the valley We be smokin on that shit that hit like Sean O'Malley But we some big dawgs bitch this ain't no bantamweight I be ghosting all the smoke imma phantom mane Disoriented souls forever dancing in the wind All these bitches tryna get a piece like here we go again Welcome to the bottom it's just me and all my friends They got my six and i be posted in the cut on all 10 The come up, the homies, the weed man i love it It's crazy how we out here when we started out with nothing The sun up so imma go kick it on the dungeon I'm just rollin up the stank, puff it while i'm pressing buttons
Writer(s): Nicholas Dismore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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