bad bitches & bad habits Open- your fucking lungs up Toting- another hundred blunts, or so Im well spoken, and well established From ashing cigs on the counter- To counting heads in the crowds I'll make a couple thousand Molotov your cocktail and douse it Im fucking crazy Smoke so much, every thought is just fucking clouded My goons pour up, They up they metals, and gold medalions (1st place) The heat is packin like that cigarette (ashes) Its a-okay when im aiming, cause aint nobody know me yet I'll blow your brains out like Kurt Kobain house (pause) This shit a steakout, im stayin hidden From whippin my wrist up in the kitchen And its, something light to the boy Carry the weight, and eat my plate And roll a hundred and four I skipped a hundred and three This shit aint nothing to me I mean its easy, diamonds fiji (water) Aint no stuttin' on me (actors) Aint no question(?) I made something out of nothing Always rushing to grow up, damn Find me a cup and lets pour up (Lets go) No, you aint off of the hook Milly rock em like clockwork What do i offer? Its true Aint give myself no more options Was hanging off by the noose (thread) But what the fuck do i look like playing the game by the books? Trade my soul for the outlook, like i was swapping the rook (chess) And give myself for the profit, of every child Every demon, every soul out there watchin Heading North, with every bird I got my squad high and flocking Yall couldnt fuck with us, If you tried (and trust me they did) Everything yall saying couldnt reach that kid Possessed, by a spirit, or a demon, shit I'll fucking write a whole album in a weekend, bitch Im nice, nicer than any motherfucker you know Type to tote a pole in his pants, And totem pole 'em in the stance, damn Im rookie feeling like a verteran And i handle women like a gentleman
Its another long night So i get high and take flight Tryna get my mind right While my girl lies about where she been tonight But its alright Blow smoke in the air then I just dont care Gotta smile on my face I dont care if im in first or last place I just know im finishing this race Its about time i live this life of mine And see how bright i shine Stay up out my mind And stay in my lane I got the instructions to the game Now its time to play
Well shit here I go hoppin on another flight cuz I don’t know when I’m gone end up zooted by the morn we gon have us some fun, I don’t know if you know but the truth is the goal so I’m onna lil rolll with the ball on the flo I don’t ever wanna end it I don’t ever wanna go, lord take my soul from the truth that withholds everything is gold that touching w my soul I just wanna know
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wheres the free download :( i rly enjoyed this one
THIS IS AMAZING OH MY GOD
bad bitches & bad habits
Open- your fucking lungs up
Toting- another hundred blunts, or so
Im well spoken, and well established
From ashing cigs on the counter-
To counting heads in the crowds
I'll make a couple thousand
Molotov your cocktail and douse it
Im fucking crazy
Smoke so much, every thought is just fucking clouded
My goons pour up,
They up they metals, and gold medalions (1st place)
The heat is packin like that cigarette (ashes)
Its a-okay when im aiming, cause aint nobody know me yet
I'll blow your brains out like Kurt Kobain house (pause)
This shit a steakout, im stayin hidden
From whippin my wrist up in the kitchen
And its, something light to the boy
Carry the weight, and eat my plate
And roll a hundred and four
I skipped a hundred and three
This shit aint nothing to me
I mean its easy, diamonds fiji (water)
Aint no stuttin' on me (actors)
Aint no question(?)
I made something out of nothing
Always rushing to grow up, damn
Find me a cup and lets pour up
(Lets go)
No, you aint off of the hook
Milly rock em like clockwork
What do i offer? Its true
Aint give myself no more options
Was hanging off by the noose (thread)
But what the fuck do i look like playing the game by the books?
Trade my soul for the outlook, like i was swapping the rook (chess)
And give myself for the profit, of every child
Every demon, every soul out there watchin
Heading North, with every bird
I got my squad high and flocking
Yall couldnt fuck with us,
If you tried (and trust me they did)
Everything yall saying couldnt reach that kid
Possessed, by a spirit, or a demon, shit
I'll fucking write a whole album in a weekend, bitch
Im nice, nicer than any motherfucker you know
Type to tote a pole in his pants,
And totem pole 'em in the stance, damn
Im rookie feeling like a verteran
And i handle women like a gentleman
insane
bro how did you do this haha this too clean
its 11:25pm and i just stumbled across you. get ready
Air Lingus yuppp
Its another long night
So i get high and take flight
Tryna get my mind right
While my girl lies about where she been tonight
But its alright
Blow smoke in the air then I just dont care
Gotta smile on my face
I dont care if im in first or last place
I just know im finishing this race
Its about time i live this life of mine
And see how bright i shine
Stay up out my mind
And stay in my lane
I got the instructions to the game
Now its time to play
Me and my broski freestyling on this beat with big vibes
NK Musik?
Well shit here I go hoppin on another flight cuz I don’t know when I’m gone end up zooted by the morn we gon have us some fun, I don’t know if you know but the truth is the goal so I’m onna lil rolll with the ball on the flo I don’t ever wanna end it I don’t ever wanna go, lord take my soul from the truth that withholds everything is gold that touching w my soul I just wanna know
55 Chevy Bel Air
Love how a beat can totally inspire something out of nothing. Wrote a verse in 10 min