Pictures built in stone will past the heaviest lead
Take shots from number twos and start to aim for the heads
Legs to hands to hands Allah can't save them
Reaping niggahs with different virtues
Going Coastal just to go postal, I'm the hostess with the mostess
Check out my creaze
Bleach stains on all my ksubis
Deadvss on my tee
Charles thought he was in charge until I told him the truth
He mad his Beats is whack and all his nigga is poop
Three blocks to get my cheesecake and bring back my change
Niggahs tough till they see the pump and start to run to the jakes
Jaws shark Bape hoodie match the shorts with the waves
My ex f*cking with some lame but I'm still making my bank
Get my son a pair of Yeezys so he can wear when he skates
Red sweater like Daniel Tiger so it can match with his Bape
They say I'm going overboard, How I even open doors
Letting out my true feelings that probably grip at your vocal cords
Jacky Kickz - Tales from the Brypt Lyrics
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Pictures built in stone will past the heaviest lead
Take shots from number twos and start to aim for the heads
Legs to hands to hands Allah can't save them
Reaping niggahs with different virtues
Going Coastal just to go postal, I'm the hostess with the mostess
Check out my creaze
Bleach stains on all my ksubis
Deadvss on my tee
Charles thought he was in charge until I told him the truth
He mad his Beats is whack and all his nigga is poop
Three blocks to get my cheesecake and bring back my change
Niggahs tough till they see the pump and start to run to the jakes
Jaws shark Bape hoodie match the shorts with the waves
My ex f*cking with some lame but I'm still making my bank
Get my son a pair of Yeezys so he can wear when he skates
Red sweater like Daniel Tiger so it can match with his Bape
They say I'm going overboard, How I even open doors
Letting out my true feelings that probably grip at your vocal cords
Take shots from number twos and start to aim for the heads
Legs to hands to hands Allah can't save them
Reaping niggahs with different virtues
Going Coastal just to go postal, I'm the hostess with the mostess
Check out my creaze
Bleach stains on all my ksubis
Deadvss on my tee
Charles thought he was in charge until I told him the truth
He mad his Beats is whack and all his nigga is poop
Three blocks to get my cheesecake and bring back my change
Niggahs tough till they see the pump and start to run to the jakes
Jaws shark Bape hoodie match the shorts with the waves
My ex f*cking with some lame but I'm still making my bank
Get my son a pair of Yeezys so he can wear when he skates
Red sweater like Daniel Tiger so it can match with his Bape
They say I'm going overboard, How I even open doors
Letting out my true feelings that probably grip at your vocal cords
Writer: Julor Hart
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid