Lyrics

Been a lotta
Been a lotta haters call it quits
Bin Laden
Been with this head wrappin' shit
Been a lotta
Been a lotta warnings but I just bend a lotta
Bend a lotta corners in them whips
Work 'til that trigger finger make that 38 squirt
Fifty-one and fifty, bitch, I'm crazy like my net worth
Are you stupid?
Boy, you lookin' silly, talkin' shit about the Wolf
I'll knock that fruit up out your noogie
Student, make a pupil educated
Droppin' LSD and makin' pupils dilated
Take a breather
The best of y'all ain't fuckin' with me neither
Born in December, rock a hoodie, bring a heater
Too cold
No silver spoon up in the soup bowl
Now the cabinet's elaborate
I don't even know how to open up the champagne bottle on the shelf
Shots of King Louie when they told me I should sip
Stay slum, that's a promise
That ain't just an honor to the fallen, it's a homage
No bondage
The Chevrolet is blacker than the onyx
On the pinky ring, partner
Don't tell me to be honest
'Cause I ain't never like to kick it with you fuckin' lames
If it ain't the truth, then I don't say a fuckin' thing
Wood grippin' like the handle on the meat cleaver
Swingin' like a killer to this beat
I'm a beef eater
Pigs too, fuck you
Bacon, chicken, fish
Eat that pussy but I don't eat with no pussy bitch
Peelin' out, wheels smokin' like this mic cord
White walls like the inside of a psych ward
Been a lotta
Been a lotta haters call it quits
Bin Laden
Been with this head wrappin' shit
Been a lotta
Been a lotta warnings but I just bend a lotta
Bend a lotta corners in that whip
Aye, it's been a problem
And I'm cool with all the shooters 'cause I been around 'em
Black sheep but my gang good, Dennis Rodman
Tried to cross, what's the score?
I forget about 'em
I been on my diamond, pinky ring shit
Done check the kingship
And I tatted up the face so I look distinguished
So my enemies know I ain't hidin', get relinquished
Hold my 45 to loose lips, they love to sink ships
I go real raw
And my lips are like the package, sealed off
All that talkin' on the internet, shit get you killed off
This Glock hit you in the head, it's like a steel ball
I'm the same kid that had the Xanax in the pill jar
Tantalizin'
Count the money twice, over-analyze it
Got the call
Ain't just hit her walls, man, I'm vandalizin'
She got it on herself, it look like hand sanitizer
You goin' broke, homie, I can't advise ya
Bitch, I made gold with the dirt that they gave me
Yeah, I'm an old soul who done signed under Baby
And me and Yelawolf made this tape so there ain't no debatin', aye
We the hardest rappers ever came after Shady
That's a invitation to you imitators
Make an example outta you, you be a demonstrator
'Cause I've been all around the world and never been a hater
Knock your lights out and turn my power on, generator
Been a lotta
Been a lotta haters call it quits
Bin Laden
Been with this head wrappin' shit
Been a lotta
Been a lotta warnings but I just bend a lotta
Bend a lotta corners in them whips
Aye, it's been a problem
And I'm cool with all the shooters 'cause I been around 'em
Black sheep but my gang good, Dennis Rodman
Tried to cross, what's the score?
I forget about 'em
Written by: Brandon Caskey, Michael Atha
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