Lyrics
Sometimes this life is just a crapshoot
With nothin' to lose
Laugh with some homies sip a bottle of booze
Might let it pass you
That’s only for fools
Wasn’t for rap, prolly be all in the news
Sometimes this life is just a crapshoot
With nothin' to lose
Laugh with some homies sip a bottle of booze
Might let it pass you
That’s only for fools
Wasn’t for rap, prolly be all in the news
She love them tinted lenses, big body Benz’s
Blue face hundreds got her peepin' the forensics
Some cold physics, Kobe with the pivot
Talk that shit to me I’ll knock that pussy off the hinges
She love them tinted lenses, big body Benz’s
Blue face hundreds got her peepin' the forensics
Some cold physics, Kobe with the pivot
Talk that shit to me I’ll knock that pussy off the hinges
She love gettin' tossed up and maxed out
Don’t like the Chargers but I charged her like I’m Dan Fouts
No need to barter bruh in selfish give my cash now
Cause gold diggin' bitches can’t get Nathan Dogg they asked out
I might use 'em like a visa, take a quick trip to Ibiza
Naw I do not fuck wit techno but believe me I will be there
Bitch this game is so electro got some physics for a diva
Puttin' snaps all on my petro cause I signed her warm Brew t shirt
I can’t never take no breather, I need mulah I love reefer
I got two hoes wit two bottle I’m gon' fuck 'em til they feet hurt
They keep on they Ferragamos wit that angle I go deeper
Standard E class off the lot cause I can get the kit cheaper
Rolled the dice, took some chances, grip of losses, sweet romances
Coca Cola wit that acid but them mushrooms was fantastic
Taught before he wrapped in plastic
Own a home, nothin' too fancy
Stack yo dough, cop yo whip
Rock yo gold and wet some panties
She love…
She love them tinted lenses, big body Benz’s
Blue face hundreds got her peepin' the forensics
Some cold physics, Kobe with the pivot
Talk that shit to me I’ll knock that pussy off the hinges
She love them tinted lenses, big body Benz’s
Blue face hundreds got her peepin' the forensics
Some cold physics, Kobe with the pivot
Talk that shit to me I’ll knock that pussy off the hinges
When I leave it in the fridge till it’s colder
Leave that junk up in the shop till a Rover
Rebel yellin' OPM until its over
So i suggest you just pull over to the shoulder
I be wildin' like my pops I might blow the spot
I might dick around and fuck a bitch from Camelot
For the drama I need some Adam Sandler funny money
Or hit a lick to get that Paul McCartney alimony
I might slap my drug dealer pull a pretty toney
I might joy ride a zamboni bumpin Chuck Manjoney
And i can do that shit ill totally get away with it
Give it away give away Anthony K with it
Manny pass it to me then I’ma flee putting my vans on the street
Running amok, duckin' the one’s all the while paying for drinks
Punting not me
Stuck in the gun
Never do settle for 3
Pedal to metal my livin'
Might die any minute
So liver my nigga lets kill it
Get the hoes
Add a dose of deviance
Doja smoke, tequila 5th
Dosey doe with a senior bitch
Mission so mischievous
West side game no teachin' this
Disagree then meet the clique
My macking never fleeting
Got wood for Stevie Nicks
I’ll take a bitch from Liam Neeson
Then break her heart to pieces
Deserko been egregious
Running with my One Way Drinkers
She love them tinted lenses, big body Benz’s
Blue face hundreds got her peepin' the forensics
Some cold physics, Kobe with the pivot
Talk that shit to me I’ll knock that pussy off the hinges
She love them tinted lenses, big body Benz’s
Blue face hundreds got her peepin' the forensics
Some cold physics, Kobe with the pivot
Talk that shit to me I’ll knock that pussy off the hinges
