Psycho Pass lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


[Verse]
I'm coming through the front, I ain't worried 'bout sh*t
Trying to harm me I leave his ass like a tip
I'ma tell you now, I'ma twist him like a hip
Then smoke a blunt by my motherf*cking self
I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of you here
b*tch, I only rap just to let you n*ggas hear
And when we do a show your fan base disappear
b*tch, I ain't lying I'ma keep it sincere
b*tch, since when could you chill up over here?
b*tch, hit the road like a motherf*cking deer
Get hit too, sh*t b*tch might as well
I don't even talk all a ho do is tell
I’m standing on a boat, finna set the damn sail
I burn incense because my brain likes the smell
She get a whiff and thought that it was a spell
I ain’t say, "Come," but she at the hotel
f*ck a n*gga mean? Me and my n*ggas don't be f*cking with n*ggas
We give no f*ck 'bout none of you n*ggas or whoever with you
I pull up to my n*gga then'll spark
Blunts already rolled, what the f*ck a n*gga thought?
East Memphis streets still burning damn hot
Police might as well live up on the damn clock
That's why I stay in the goddamn house
On the damn couch while I eat take-out
Text T.A. when the weed run out
Call T-Bo when we finna swerve out
I be on the beach feeling like a bird now
Smoking on a ounce on the roof of the house
Master Roshi tried to kick a n*gga out
'Cause I had a sack I ain't tell his ass about
b*tch, you f*cking know what the f*ck do we about
Hollow Squad Blunts don't never fade out, b*tch
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