Lord knows this is what I wanted
Who'd knew it'd be this demonic
Grip the gat
Then I bent a corner
Store for more
I Never tip a foreigner
Angel dust and it's the devil's product
Underdog that's what the rebels call it
Demons lurking and them angels callin
The price to pay to be a fame-a-holic
L-Lord knows this is what I wanted
Who'd knew it'd be this demonic
Grip the gat
Then I bent a corner
Store for more
I Never tip a foreigner
Angel dust and it's the devil's product
Underdog that's what the rebels call it
Demons lurking and them angels callin
The price to pay to be a fame-a-holic
Channelin' another Rumple
F*ck it up and then you dump it
That's the way to kill assumptions
I be geekin feel em thuggin
Sin and women feel em tuggin
Gin for when I'm feelin something
Trampoline from meaner muggin
But That's to keep the building jumpin
She went from E&J to E and something
From being lit to being something
Why can't you keep the loving?
I ask why can't you keep em coming...
In a row with teeth and bundles
She seeing me she seeing butter
But a nigga never spread that bread
Cuz I aint jacking Jesus thunder
Lord knows this is what I wanted
Who'd knew it'd be this demonic
Grip the gat
Then I bent a corner
Store for more
I Never tip a foreigner
Angel dust and it's the devil's product
Underdog that's what the rebels call it
Demons lurking and them angels callin
The price to pay to be a fame-a-holic
L-Lord knows this is what I wanted
Who'd knew it'd be this demonic
Grip the gat
Then I bent a corner
Store for more
I Never tip a foreigner
Angel dust and it's the devil's product
Underdog that's what the rebels call it
Demons lurking and them angels callin
The price to pay to be a fame-a-holic
Pop the Clip release from under
Stop the cop from seeing summer
Winter soldier feed the hunter
Never really need a women
Flex them checks and keep em running
When im stressed im staying blunted
And when a nigga staying blunted...
Like Kaio-Ken instinct 100
Lord knows this is what I wanted
Who'd knew it'd be this demonic
Grip the gat
Then I bent a corner
Store for more
I Never tip a foreigner
Angel dust and it's the devil's product
Underdog that's what the rebels call it
Demons lurking and them angels callin
The price to pay to be a fame-a-holic
L-Lord knows this is what I wanted
Who'd knew it'd be this demonic
Grip the gat
Then I bent a corner
Store for more
I Never tip a foreigner
Angel dust and it's the devil's product
Underdog that's what the rebels call it
Demons lurking and them angels callin
The price to pay to be a fame-a-holic