Lil' Farmers:

i pull out da stick, i pull out the gun, it’s gettin scary we goin have fun, thought i was jokin? huh, that was a pun, hit em in the back of the head, i stuff it away, out the door where we run, hop off the plane yesterday, hit em again and again and he done, call up ur boys but u can’t cause u down to the ground and you stunned

eatin at popeyes

no we ain’t, eatin at five guys

there’s two of us now that’s 4 eyes

what are you saying that’s mad lies

shattered the glass and we run in disguise

get away car hoppin in and we ride

down the dark alley is where we goin hide

run away lil boy i know you goin cry

what are you to me?

what do i see? i see a weak little man that’s too afraid to say that they a christian for free.

Jesus came down but you goin let Him in at what kinda cost, there’s a fee?

there’s a fee? nah, Jesus shows nothing but love for you an me

you hold nothin but shots from the enemy

and you think u the better me, u might as well float around like a sea anemone

ur gonna get a lot of me

u better not mess with the one who created it all the angel that had a big fall, devil tried but he can’t stand even a little bit tall

i don’t really know the relevance of that verse was, i mean what are even the benefits of the versa, what more evidence do you need to verse us, even science proves our Jesus

 

i took a trip to ibiza

i wanna get a slice of pizza

man i didn’t make none of these beats uhhh

imma just rap how i normally do, if it’s my honey it’s winnie the pooh,

dressed as a ghost but it’s not halloween BOO

i’ve switched up my rooms it’s goin get nasty you need some brooms, clean up and sweep up the ones laying dead on the ground hop in da car and we zoom, man they got beat up, job is done so my i’m puttin my feet up, call us again you goin get a meet up, if u ain’t got what we want u better wanna keep up

man it’s gonna get bad real quick, shhh keep it quiet he gone wit a blick, investigators can’t find me but they pull up wit the flicks, they don’t wanna know what i did with the guy im gone wit the sticks, im movin in silence, i get the job done and im off to the next, im resorted to violence, credit or debit doesn’t matter i stole it and best believe imma check that balance