Lyrics
No face no case no words
Nothing you never heard
Mr. No motherfucking name bitch you know the game
Nigga don't speak on my shit you might have to sleep with that shit
Sending out love 227 to da kisser
Meet my 30 round u ever hear pistol whistle
That's a bad bitch when I tuck her I does miss her
Had to get the twin Glock cuz she need a sister
Life gave me lemons I was fucked up and I missed it
Niggas tryna beef I don't even eat brisket
Need to stop horsing you can't even See Biscuit
Ask Kieth sweat he'll tell you I'm twisted
Head bad to da bone but she suck me like gristle
Category 5 She ain't never see it drizzle
Always traveling can't even remember to dribble
Shoulda got a tech but da 40 is official
I get you da work and make a hundo off da middle
Fuck dat nigga I could sell H to the izzo
Call of duty slide I make her mouth fit on a missile
Go Pro on a shooter I don't wanna miss no Visuals
Coulda got a bust down but I got a brick
For I put the gun down I'ma buss a bitch
Mind gone still I could sell A hat to da headless
Big Spending addiction with no money I'd be restless
Nigga mention chicken I ain't heard nothing bout little
Turn pancake to pound cake treat da scale like a griddle
Say she like my walk, but it's really cuz da Glock
And I'm on da block even when the block hot
Never tired bout a bag u bet I get the bag a lot
Got a bigger watch cuz I'm always on da clock
No job but I got work, so da work a never stop
All she know is top, all I know is guap
Sending out love 227 to da kisser
Meet my 30 round u ever hear pistol whistle
Das a bad bitch when I tuck her I does miss her
Had to get the twin glock cuz she need a sister
Life gave me lemons I was fucked up n I missed it
Niggas tryna beef I don't even eat Brisket
Need to stop horsing you can't even Sea biscuit
Ask Kieth sweat he'll tell you I'm twisted
Ezra Boyce
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