Walking down the alleyway, tryna catch a fade
Got that twin M two two 9 strapped on me, boy don't f*cking play
Extra clip be loaded in my pocket incase I got to spray
AK-47 right to your motherf*cking face
Switching it up, giving no f*cks
Rocking a tux, gold deluxe
My neck drip, my wrist wet
Ounce on deck, cook it up like a chef
Man I'm tripping, acid hitting
Blurring my vision, premonition
Wishing I could hit the lotto
Just to pay for my tuition (Dang)
F*ck it, Imma kill it, Imma cook it, Imma grill it
Imma skin it, Imma peel it, Imma dose it with my feelings
Imma do that, prove that, move that, get back
Start a new wave for Central Oregon rap
All the kids who thought that I couldn't do that, well Imma do that
Who's that, I'm the dude who does that
Does that, was that, do that, who that
I'm the man who came back with some boom bap (Boom bap)
Hi-hats and a crew neck, oh shit, don't do that
1 Step, 2 step, who's next, me next
No flex, no stress, no sex, I guess
Confess regrets, all that shit is not important to me, I guess
Walking down the alleyway, tryna catch a fade
Got that twin M two two 9 strapped on me, boy don't f*cking play
Extra clip be loaded in my pocket incase I got to spray
AK-47 right to your motherf*cking face
"What's that?"
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a man, who's insane
It's a shame, that he came with rain
It's okay, it's okay, It's okay, it's okay, it's okay
I said I promise everything is gonna be okay (Ahh)
Everyone, get up, stand tall
It's bout time to get rid of this man, once and for all
And all for one, da da dum, dum, dum, dum, dum
Cock back, reload, hit the drum, drum, drum
Now you done, now you body feels numb
Now she sucking on my meat, she said it taste like gum
She a rich a girl and I'm just a bum
And I'm just a bum, bust my load how I bust my gun
Deep in them guts and it's just for fun
She fell in love, thinks I'm the one (Dumb)
Da, da, dum, dum, dum, that girl is dumb
Better not run, better run, run, run before I bust my (Um)
I'ma bust it quick as I can pull it out my motherf*ckin' wasteline
I just saw you eating so don't ask if you can take mine
I heard a couple things about your crew through the grapevine
But I will probably ask if it's true before I raise mine
I don't got a Glock, but I'ma keep a 5 on me
I was walking to the store and shawty put her eyes on me
I said who you think you are bitch, do you wanna ride with me?
I just copped a f*cking car, you see it parked behind on me?
Lotta rapping, I don't bang, I just like to shine to it
Why don't you hop in so I can take you to get dug out
I'm only gonna hit it if she likes to poke her butt out (Ugh huh)
Told her keep quiet, putcha tongue out
Then I'ma gonna dip out, put on Nikes before I come out (Yeah)
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Walking down the alleyway, tryna catch a fade
Got that twin M two two 9 strapped on me, boy don't f*cking play
Extra clip be loaded in my pocket incase I got to spray
AK-47 right to your motherf*cking face
Switching it up, giving no f*cks
Rocking a tux, gold deluxe
My neck drip, my wrist wet
Ounce on deck, cook it up like a chef
Man I'm tripping, acid hitting
Blurring my vision, premonition
Wishing I could hit the lotto
Just to pay for my tuition (Dang)
F*ck it, Imma kill it, Imma cook it, Imma grill it
Imma skin it, Imma peel it, Imma dose it with my feelings
Imma do that, prove that, move that, get back
Start a new wave for Central Oregon rap
All the kids who thought that I couldn't do that, well Imma do that
Who's that, I'm the dude who does that
Does that, was that, do that, who that
I'm the man who came back with some boom bap (Boom bap)
Hi-hats and a crew neck, oh shit, don't do that
1 Step, 2 step, who's next, me next
No flex, no stress, no sex, I guess
Confess regrets, all that shit is not important to me, I guess
Walking down the alleyway, tryna catch a fade
Got that twin M two two 9 strapped on me, boy don't f*cking play
Extra clip be loaded in my pocket incase I got to spray
AK-47 right to your motherf*cking face
"What's that?"
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a man, who's insane
It's a shame, that he came with rain
It's okay, it's okay, It's okay, it's okay, it's okay
I said I promise everything is gonna be okay (Ahh)
Everyone, get up, stand tall
It's bout time to get rid of this man, once and for all
And all for one, da da dum, dum, dum, dum, dum
Cock back, reload, hit the drum, drum, drum
Now you done, now you body feels numb
Now she sucking on my meat, she said it taste like gum
She a rich a girl and I'm just a bum
And I'm just a bum, bust my load how I bust my gun
Deep in them guts and it's just for fun
She fell in love, thinks I'm the one (Dumb)
Da, da, dum, dum, dum, that girl is dumb
Better not run, better run, run, run before I bust my (Um)
I'ma bust it quick as I can pull it out my motherf*ckin' wasteline
I just saw you eating so don't ask if you can take mine
I heard a couple things about your crew through the grapevine
But I will probably ask if it's true before I raise mine
I don't got a Glock, but I'ma keep a 5 on me
I was walking to the store and shawty put her eyes on me
I said who you think you are bitch, do you wanna ride with me?
I just copped a f*cking car, you see it parked behind on me?
Lotta rapping, I don't bang, I just like to shine to it
Why don't you hop in so I can take you to get dug out
I'm only gonna hit it if she likes to poke her butt out (Ugh huh)
Told her keep quiet, putcha tongue out
Then I'ma gonna dip out, put on Nikes before I come out (Yeah)
Got that twin M two two 9 strapped on me, boy don't f*cking play
Extra clip be loaded in my pocket incase I got to spray
AK-47 right to your motherf*cking face
Switching it up, giving no f*cks
Rocking a tux, gold deluxe
My neck drip, my wrist wet
Ounce on deck, cook it up like a chef
Man I'm tripping, acid hitting
Blurring my vision, premonition
Wishing I could hit the lotto
Just to pay for my tuition (Dang)
F*ck it, Imma kill it, Imma cook it, Imma grill it
Imma skin it, Imma peel it, Imma dose it with my feelings
Imma do that, prove that, move that, get back
Start a new wave for Central Oregon rap
All the kids who thought that I couldn't do that, well Imma do that
Who's that, I'm the dude who does that
Does that, was that, do that, who that
I'm the man who came back with some boom bap (Boom bap)
Hi-hats and a crew neck, oh shit, don't do that
1 Step, 2 step, who's next, me next
No flex, no stress, no sex, I guess
Confess regrets, all that shit is not important to me, I guess
Walking down the alleyway, tryna catch a fade
Got that twin M two two 9 strapped on me, boy don't f*cking play
Extra clip be loaded in my pocket incase I got to spray
AK-47 right to your motherf*cking face
"What's that?"
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a man, who's insane
It's a shame, that he came with rain
It's okay, it's okay, It's okay, it's okay, it's okay
I said I promise everything is gonna be okay (Ahh)
Everyone, get up, stand tall
It's bout time to get rid of this man, once and for all
And all for one, da da dum, dum, dum, dum, dum
Cock back, reload, hit the drum, drum, drum
Now you done, now you body feels numb
Now she sucking on my meat, she said it taste like gum
She a rich a girl and I'm just a bum
And I'm just a bum, bust my load how I bust my gun
Deep in them guts and it's just for fun
She fell in love, thinks I'm the one (Dumb)
Da, da, dum, dum, dum, that girl is dumb
Better not run, better run, run, run before I bust my (Um)
I'ma bust it quick as I can pull it out my motherf*ckin' wasteline
I just saw you eating so don't ask if you can take mine
I heard a couple things about your crew through the grapevine
But I will probably ask if it's true before I raise mine
I don't got a Glock, but I'ma keep a 5 on me
I was walking to the store and shawty put her eyes on me
I said who you think you are bitch, do you wanna ride with me?
I just copped a f*cking car, you see it parked behind on me?
Lotta rapping, I don't bang, I just like to shine to it
Why don't you hop in so I can take you to get dug out
I'm only gonna hit it if she likes to poke her butt out (Ugh huh)
Told her keep quiet, putcha tongue out
Then I'ma gonna dip out, put on Nikes before I come out (Yeah)
Writer: Colton Slavey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid