BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Fade Away
- Fade Away
- $T0NER
- 5 1 2 true trash
- Nigga fuck you
- Rollin like a tire
- Lit up like a lighter,
- Rollin like a tire
- Lit up like a lighter
- Yeah,
- Rollin like a tire
- In my diesel cummins
- Puffin’ on some green
- You can smell me comin
- Bass so high
- You can see the truck bumpin’
- Gunnin on the gas
- You can hear me comin’
- Engine got the roar
- You can feel it rumblin’
- Lit up like a lighter
- Aint afraid to be a fighter
- Hot like a heater
- White trash
- Gold chain
- Jeans and a beater
- Parties evry week
- No sleep, all nighter
- All strapped up
- Darker than a monday night
- Lit like a friday night
- You can't ride with us
- Cus you cant fuck with us
- When we bout to fuck shit up
- Youll just fuck it up
- What she say, she snitch
- I think ima killa bitch
- Full white, notta nigga
- Dont piss me off,
- Or i'll pull the trigga
- High school dropout
- Witha semi auto out
- Gotta zipper sayn Keep Out
- Cause all these niggas want my cock out
- So keep it in, pull the glock out
- ICE on my nine
- On my hip, still burnin hot
- Tik tok, its time
- Stay true to the talk
- So i’ll pop a nigga off the block
- We live ina crazy generation
- LSD had me dreamin
- Chronic in the tray
- Had me ragin like a cajun
- AK had my mouth cravin’
- Lookin for the Gatorade
- Flirtin with the high
- Made my mind fade away
- (Girls Voice)
- Big J in a raid
- But he aint fuckin with the gangs
- He bein’ slick again,
- All you shit
- he coppin’
- From the start
- I was born a sinner
- Just like Bart
- The opposite of a winner
- Convinced by the truth,
- I'm comin’ in the game,
- Fuck with me, babe ruth to brain
- You know I got the block fuckin with me
- Cuz I'm off the chains
- I'm the crazy cracker from Texas
- Yeah what I do no one can do better
- I see them staring at me and the gang
- Yeah you know, all the hoes wanna hang
- Bank account loaded
- My ass in motion
- Now i gotta hot girl
- Thoughts of her
- Fuck it, bust out the lotion
- I dont mean to be loud
- Or cause a commotion
- But if water is wet
- Then her pussy the ocean
- Dont come knockin
- I never need to call the blue
- Leave ya out for dead
- Let the coyotes eat you
- Sawed off loaded to the top with buckshot
- Next to the door, its cocked and the safes off
- I know, cuz a week ago it went pop, pop, pop
- And it ain't afraid to do it again
- For the next wanna be nigga who wanna cause a sin
- You better pray to god and say your amens
- We live ina crazy generation
- LSD had me dreamin
- Chronic in the tray
- Had me ragin like a cajun
- AK had my mouth cravin’
- Lookin for the Gatorade
- Flirtin with the high
- Made my mind fade away
- Yeah when i wanna ride
- All i say is let’s roll, (let's go)
- Then hop ina tall truck
- No glocks, grab the Kyles
- So high up, the planes fly by us
- Makin limos look like ants
- Make big black bitches say
- DAYUUUMMM
- Sippin out this bottle’s got me feelin like i oughta
- Be in the woods ‘til sunrise
- Neva come back
- Chillin with the guys
- Sippin’ shine, chuckin lines
- Under the starry night sky
- And as long as it feels good
- And the waters cool
- I aint neva passin school
- Cus i be ragin out here in the
- Mother Fucking Woods
- Deep in the sticks witha clique of hicks
- Deep in the mother fuckin woods
- You can’t get this shit ina neighborhood
- Please dont call your friends
- Good look but i got my own plans
- Yeah,
- I got my own plans
- Please don’t call your friends,
- I already got enough of those on my hands
- Like, yuh
- Squad gon stick to the plan
- We’ll send mexico back to the mexicans
- And if it ever stops,
- Shit gonna fly like a fan
- I wish i lived way back when
- Everything black and white
- Except relationships
- It a fucked up generation
- Or it, babies they raisin
- This shit no scratch and win
- You fucked up again,
- Dont Cali these texans
- Will give ya a wilco county ass whoopin
- Shoot’em up
- No shit,
- I dont roll ina ‘gatti
- I roll in a box body chevy
- To a room so foggy,
- Fuckin’ up my body
- No shit,
- This my daily hobby
- It all fucked up inside my body
- We live ina crazy generation
- LSD had me dreamin
- Chronic in the tray
- Had me ragin like a cajun
- AK had my mouth cravin’
- Lookin for the Gatorade
- Flirtin with the high
- Made my mind fade away
- PART 2
- If you dont like me
- Meet me in the streets
- Left hook to ya teeth
- Then a combo to ya bling
- Yeah for real
- That’s my whole life
- Wrapped up ina nutshell
- But i gotta look up right around’em
- For real, This shit ain't fun
- They tell me look what i’ve become
- A redneck motherfucker with a loaded gun
- Every night seems like i'm pullin' triggers
- Straight to a nigger
- Though i don't giva fuck
- I need a few more bucks
- I’m still drivin dirty trucks
- So ill sell this weed as deluxe
- These days ‘erbody smokes weed
- Thinkin’ were some crazy g’s
- Naw i need to calm down
- I feel like i got ADHD
- It kicks in when i be off the chains
- Sippin hennessy
- Killin my kidneys
- Go to school baked and tipsy
- A mile higher than the mile high city
- Cuss out the AP
- If they catch me,
- Starin at some titties
- Somebody take my pipe
- I cant trap in the slammer
- Every shot is a swisher
- Naw, you smoke too much of’em
- When we on top the bleachers
- Yeah, we the cheaters, dealers n dirty creatures
- Ain't gotta lotta money
- But i still got the heaters
- Everyday keep a Peace on my waistline
- In case there's a brawl
- Need to make a nigga fall
- What i’ve become is what i am
- And you can’t change me man
- So, Fuck it
- Fuck you and your bitches
- Just tryna get some change
- Up in my britches
- Ones like me im good with
- If you a fake talk fuck off
- You killed the trigger talk
- Here's a fun fact
- Lyin’ bout your shit
- Nigga that a myth
- So you talkin shit
- If i see you 'd run laps
- Like a trackstar,
- Peel off like NASCAR
- Pussy ass bitch, dont hang with the hicks
- We might waste a clip, n’ dump you deep in the sticks
- I'm the hick version of a rap star
- Break your arm, break it again before the cast’s off
- Cryin’, screamin, pleadin
- Get your shit maimed when i click bang
- Shit change in a split frame
- You go from cool to shit stains walking with them canes
- It’s insane to keep on fronting like you busting
- You fucker
- You aint fuckin’ huntin’ nothin’
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