Acting up shit I'm acting a fool
Trappin' out the whip and we packin' the 2
Make ounces looks fashionable
Think rational
Flow propane pen game so flammable
I'm blacking out and I ain't even pop a Xanax
F*cking up the game now and niggas can't stand it
Plan it out and execute it
It just took a minute
Every time I rap boy I treat it like my last verse
You only as good as your last verse
Weight on my shoulders still flexing till my back
Locked out the game wack rappers got no password
She a hoe nigga pass her
She finna f*ck me cause I always got the Asher Roth
I've been a boss
You lost in the sauce
Still hanging from my gentials
F*ck it hater wish you well
I brought a bird to a show and tell
Music probably worth a milli if I had it up for sale
F*ck it, CM
Alchemy (feat. Deucé) Video (MV)
Performed By: LuvDuff
Length: 2:37
Written by: LuvDuff, Christopher Mcduffey, Gustavo Perez, Steven Robles
LuvDuff - Alchemy (feat. Deucé) Lyrics
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Acting up shit I'm acting a fool
Trappin' out the whip and we packin' the 2
Make ounces looks fashionable
Think rational
Flow propane pen game so flammable
I'm blacking out and I ain't even pop a Xanax
F*cking up the game now and niggas can't stand it
Plan it out and execute it
It just took a minute
Every time I rap boy I treat it like my last verse
You only as good as your last verse
Weight on my shoulders still flexing till my back
Locked out the game wack rappers got no password
She a hoe nigga pass her
She finna f*ck me cause I always got the Asher Roth
I've been a boss
You lost in the sauce
Still hanging from my gentials
F*ck it hater wish you well
I brought a bird to a show and tell
Music probably worth a milli if I had it up for sale
F*ck it, CM
Trappin' out the whip and we packin' the 2
Make ounces looks fashionable
Think rational
Flow propane pen game so flammable
I'm blacking out and I ain't even pop a Xanax
F*cking up the game now and niggas can't stand it
Plan it out and execute it
It just took a minute
Every time I rap boy I treat it like my last verse
You only as good as your last verse
Weight on my shoulders still flexing till my back
Locked out the game wack rappers got no password
She a hoe nigga pass her
She finna f*ck me cause I always got the Asher Roth
I've been a boss
You lost in the sauce
Still hanging from my gentials
F*ck it hater wish you well
I brought a bird to a show and tell
Music probably worth a milli if I had it up for sale
F*ck it, CM
Writer: LuvDuff, Christopher Mcduffey, Gustavo Perez, Steven Robles
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid