I'm so selfish
Helta Skeltish
Im just bein honest with my wellness
Is it wellness or just hell yes
Some f*ck the world ima rebel can't ya tell bitch
Hell yeah bitch
Keep it savage
Keep it mackin
Never acting
Turning beats
Into fractions
Turning heads with my southern co actions
Can't let none of these hoes on my dick make me sick with distractions
First get the cash in
Second subs gotta be bashin
This shit ain't my hobbie nobody can stop me from pursuing my passion
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
Thrashing and slashing
My wood grain is crashing
On this concrete that I push with my feet
In the dirty if you heard me streets
In the heat where at night city lights be flashing
Ball till I fall but to off the wall to be absolutely Steve Nashing
Shit ain't a game when a dame be flashing holla my before I aim and start f*cking blasting this shit ain't everlasting
We all die some cry others keep it real with faces in these places while others keep Masking what are these questions you be asking about these sounds that wood grain is crafting
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
We all piss the same
We all shit the same
Not all wish the same
Or kiss the same
I like a bad bitch with some good ju ju
Don't need a mad witch who be all about voodoo
Can we make a screen play Netflix and chill but still put it on Hulu
Marry go around on me
Could ya hoop my hula
Gotta a lotta ice widda lot hot spice in ya coola
Come on down to the land where I stand and grew up
Take my hand while a soumbitch screw it up done blew it up
Cowboy from hell dual wielding these six shooters
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
Gemandi - 214 Lyrics
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I'm so selfish
Helta Skeltish
Im just bein honest with my wellness
Is it wellness or just hell yes
Some f*ck the world ima rebel can't ya tell bitch
Hell yeah bitch
Keep it savage
Keep it mackin
Never acting
Turning beats
Into fractions
Turning heads with my southern co actions
Can't let none of these hoes on my dick make me sick with distractions
First get the cash in
Second subs gotta be bashin
This shit ain't my hobbie nobody can stop me from pursuing my passion
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
Thrashing and slashing
My wood grain is crashing
On this concrete that I push with my feet
In the dirty if you heard me streets
In the heat where at night city lights be flashing
Ball till I fall but to off the wall to be absolutely Steve Nashing
Shit ain't a game when a dame be flashing holla my before I aim and start f*cking blasting this shit ain't everlasting
We all die some cry others keep it real with faces in these places while others keep Masking what are these questions you be asking about these sounds that wood grain is crafting
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
We all piss the same
We all shit the same
Not all wish the same
Or kiss the same
I like a bad bitch with some good ju ju
Don't need a mad witch who be all about voodoo
Can we make a screen play Netflix and chill but still put it on Hulu
Marry go around on me
Could ya hoop my hula
Gotta a lotta ice widda lot hot spice in ya coola
Come on down to the land where I stand and grew up
Take my hand while a soumbitch screw it up done blew it up
Cowboy from hell dual wielding these six shooters
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
Helta Skeltish
Im just bein honest with my wellness
Is it wellness or just hell yes
Some f*ck the world ima rebel can't ya tell bitch
Hell yeah bitch
Keep it savage
Keep it mackin
Never acting
Turning beats
Into fractions
Turning heads with my southern co actions
Can't let none of these hoes on my dick make me sick with distractions
First get the cash in
Second subs gotta be bashin
This shit ain't my hobbie nobody can stop me from pursuing my passion
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
Thrashing and slashing
My wood grain is crashing
On this concrete that I push with my feet
In the dirty if you heard me streets
In the heat where at night city lights be flashing
Ball till I fall but to off the wall to be absolutely Steve Nashing
Shit ain't a game when a dame be flashing holla my before I aim and start f*cking blasting this shit ain't everlasting
We all die some cry others keep it real with faces in these places while others keep Masking what are these questions you be asking about these sounds that wood grain is crafting
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
We all piss the same
We all shit the same
Not all wish the same
Or kiss the same
I like a bad bitch with some good ju ju
Don't need a mad witch who be all about voodoo
Can we make a screen play Netflix and chill but still put it on Hulu
Marry go around on me
Could ya hoop my hula
Gotta a lotta ice widda lot hot spice in ya coola
Come on down to the land where I stand and grew up
Take my hand while a soumbitch screw it up done blew it up
Cowboy from hell dual wielding these six shooters
Sychopathic thoughts
Go through my head
I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead
Don't you forget Dallas done and dead
Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha f*ckin head
214 to the left to the right
Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night
214 to the left to the right
You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic
Writer: Parker Gochinas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid