Dead Junkies 2

What

Can't stop, I sold my soul

Got money in my hand, but I won't let go

Think twice, I gots to know

Play nice, god damn it, or we'll go back home

Said yo motherfucker it's that brand new new shit

All up in your face, but you still won't do shit

Spit a sixteen and the crowd going ooh shit

Show up to the place with a god damn full clip, aye

I leave room for the entree

Kill a white rapper like I'm Ariana Grande

Burying the beef while I'm puffing on a skuntay

I never go to sleep, my whole life is a long day, aye

Now what the fuck you do

Whole crowd fucked up when I broke the noose

I'm never getting sus, but I spoke the truth

And you'll be leaving with a crutch when I'm off that juice

And I'm right on time

And I'm right on time

And I'm right on time

And I'm right on time

Legalize murder

100k suit while I'm catching a suit

When I'm in LA, I'll be back in the booth

Winter coat black, but it's stuffed with a goose

What it do, motherfucker, motherfucker, what it do

Like woo, yeah, till the hoes come through

If the beat don't stop, what the fuck do we do

Give a fuck what the opps wanna do to the ruse

Get a lean when I walk and I talk my truth

Now I'm making a list

On my Hall of Fame shit with my second assist

They wanted me to stop, but I'm coming in quick

I tried to stop going hard, but I couldn't resist

Putting up a fist, now I'm giving it back

I don't think that I can stop, I'mma keep it attached

Got the whole damn world sitting all on my lap

But Uncle Sam right behind me and he feeling my back, aye

And I'm right on time

And I'm right on time

And I'm right on time

And I'm right on time

What

Oh my God

Good golly, Miss Molly! He did it

This crowd is done

Jeremy Lamb, the shot of a lifetime

Just like you draw it up

That's how you win a game