Damn
I run this pack
Homies got my back
On my joker shit
Burn these f*cking stacks
Can't hold me back
Im a running back
Punt that shit
I'll still run it back
Told my momma
Want that 80's cutlas
She said boy
Don't start that dumb shit
Got the civic
Pulled up to functions
Try to be civil
Nigga's throwing punches
Metamorphosis
Wrap myself in jade
Consume on my flesh
Then I fly away
Holographic
Mind state
On my trippy shit
Feeling lit
I must admit
Ninety nine
Y2K
Get your wig split back tonight
Nigga funk your innocence
We all have got our nasty sins
Victory lap with my friends
Haven't made dollar since
Feeling loco in my shoes
Low key my minds been abused
F*ck all hoes
I want the juice
Make sure squeeze is worth the ooze
Damn
Got damn
Mother f*cking chem trails f*cking up my sky
Like damn
Got damn
Been dreaming about my death to many times
Like damn
Got damn
Been feeling like this whole damn thing's a f*cking scam
Like man
I better go back inside
Sick of it
I f*cking quit
I never did amount to shit
Pay for food with counterfeits
For produce that is counterfeit
Run that shit
So you can live
Run that clip
Homie that's triv
F*ck it up like you never did
Jericho kick
To your neck lil bitch
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Damn
I run this pack
Homies got my back
On my joker shit
Burn these f*cking stacks
Can't hold me back
Im a running back
Punt that shit
I'll still run it back
Told my momma
Want that 80's cutlas
She said boy
Don't start that dumb shit
Got the civic
Pulled up to functions
Try to be civil
Nigga's throwing punches
Metamorphosis
Wrap myself in jade
Consume on my flesh
Then I fly away
Holographic
Mind state
On my trippy shit
Feeling lit
I must admit
Ninety nine
Y2K
Get your wig split back tonight
Nigga funk your innocence
We all have got our nasty sins
Victory lap with my friends
Haven't made dollar since
Feeling loco in my shoes
Low key my minds been abused
F*ck all hoes
I want the juice
Make sure squeeze is worth the ooze
Damn
Got damn
Mother f*cking chem trails f*cking up my sky
Like damn
Got damn
Been dreaming about my death to many times
Like damn
Got damn
Been feeling like this whole damn thing's a f*cking scam
Like man
I better go back inside
Sick of it
I f*cking quit
I never did amount to shit
Pay for food with counterfeits
For produce that is counterfeit
Run that shit
So you can live
Run that clip
Homie that's triv
F*ck it up like you never did
Jericho kick
To your neck lil bitch
I run this pack
Homies got my back
On my joker shit
Burn these f*cking stacks
Can't hold me back
Im a running back
Punt that shit
I'll still run it back
Told my momma
Want that 80's cutlas
She said boy
Don't start that dumb shit
Got the civic
Pulled up to functions
Try to be civil
Nigga's throwing punches
Metamorphosis
Wrap myself in jade
Consume on my flesh
Then I fly away
Holographic
Mind state
On my trippy shit
Feeling lit
I must admit
Ninety nine
Y2K
Get your wig split back tonight
Nigga funk your innocence
We all have got our nasty sins
Victory lap with my friends
Haven't made dollar since
Feeling loco in my shoes
Low key my minds been abused
F*ck all hoes
I want the juice
Make sure squeeze is worth the ooze
Damn
Got damn
Mother f*cking chem trails f*cking up my sky
Like damn
Got damn
Been dreaming about my death to many times
Like damn
Got damn
Been feeling like this whole damn thing's a f*cking scam
Like man
I better go back inside
Sick of it
I f*cking quit
I never did amount to shit
Pay for food with counterfeits
For produce that is counterfeit
Run that shit
So you can live
Run that clip
Homie that's triv
F*ck it up like you never did
Jericho kick
To your neck lil bitch
Writer: Aaron Barbosa
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