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’