Defcon Vegas

You don't know how I feel

I'm for real

You don't know how I feel

I'm for real

You don't know how I feel

I'm for real

You don't know how I feel

I'm for real

You don't know, you don't know

How I feel

I'm for real

You don't know how I feel

I'm for real

You don't know how I feel

I'm for real

You don't know how I feel

I'm for real

Shout out the double door

We 'bout to go schizo

Out the coast face planting my old hits like skids roll

Mistletoe kissed the dick

Sayin' let's smooch the kiddo

My ratchet bitch look come sniff and move a little

Just a bitch I presume when I was bein' fickle

Wench I really dig, i press these city boots

Be a snob all you want, bitch, I'm cute

Run a business as it's bout to flow out the roof

Preform strips of blue

Timberland boots and a summer land shorts

My **** Cam militant, up in the forts of fan

Fans sellin' boot stamps and hand stands

My pilgrimage, fluorescent blue lamps, a new trend

They swimmin' in, you know what a **** mean

If you have them in again

Damp like Dan, and the pants licking in a clam

Bitch and fam, fish like Japan

Got to taste a no shit tramp, pick up your pants

We worked the fans, yo

Who you really let em know

Used to cross ropes, jump rope

By ten thousand cross smokes

Man by a dumpster that falls double down

Fill up double times that, **** rewind that

And wonder who you really let emotions you should hold close

Jump rope by ten thousand gun smoke

Man hunt by a dumpster that falls double down

Fill up double times that, **** rewind that

And wonder, yeah

Fresh out the wake and bake, you runnin' for your life

With the J's but no mistakes, bluetooth

Clip and ropin' the cake

Full vase, local with Tiffany in the safe

Fuck yo date

Don't speak for the guys who not mace up in the vault

Rollin' for a long time against myself

Face plus with no guilt fact in the quote

Illuminated by the AC placed in her mouth

Know that this couch we got it at an auction for clout

The fudge refill, the sauce cuttin' it close

Put the fats in the soup back to rest in the vault

Crips walk into third grade and never got caught

The line lead that got the sign deep in the three-sixties

Repeated sickness, clear thoughts, that started fizzin'

I was gettin' pussy before the misses

You only special if you suck a dick on the hand stand

And readin' stories to the sea weed ain't no accident, man

(Who you really let emotions)

Used to cross ropes, jump rope

By crack valves and gun smoke

(Man by a dumpster that falls double down)

Triple times that, **** rewind that

Wonder (Who you really let emotions)

Used to cross ropes, jump rope

By crack valves and gun smoke

(Man hunt by a dumpster that falls double down)

Triple times that, **** rewind that

Wonder