4u rmx EDDISON (Ft. Lil Darkie)
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[Intro]
EDDISON
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
[Chorus: EDDISON]
Chained to a pack, just let me smoke it (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm out with your pack and I don't know you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
You don't got no money, pussy nigga, let me show you (Uh, yeah yeah)
Damn, ain't no PlayStation, they're outside looking for you (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
[Verse 1: EDDISON]
You don't got no options, you don't got no sticks to boost you (Damn, damn, damn)
All this dope got me so gone, I can't hold you (Yeah, yeah)
Lately it's like you forgot everything I told you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You ain't no PlayStation, I ain't tryna control you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She don't wanna work, uh
I got hella sticks in the back, like a monk, uh
Baby, you don't gotta think 'cause you don't do a lot
And if I pull up with this clip, then I'm gon' shit up on an opp (Yeah, yeah)
You don't want so smoke, you'd rather not
'Cause if I see your ass in person, you gon' die before you talk
Just start a funeral home 'cause my opps like to die a lot
But then it's [?], how could I stop? (Damn, damn, damn)
[Chorus: EDDISON]
Chained to a pack, just let me smoke it (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm out with your pack and I don't know you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
You don't got no money, pussy nigga, let me show you (Uh, yeah yeah)
Damn, ain't no PlayStation, they're outside looking for you (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
EDDISON
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
[Chorus: EDDISON]
Chained to a pack, just let me smoke it (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm out with your pack and I don't know you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
You don't got no money, pussy nigga, let me show you (Uh, yeah yeah)
Damn, ain't no PlayStation, they're outside looking for you (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
[Verse 1: EDDISON]
You don't got no options, you don't got no sticks to boost you (Damn, damn, damn)
All this dope got me so gone, I can't hold you (Yeah, yeah)
Lately it's like you forgot everything I told you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You ain't no PlayStation, I ain't tryna control you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She don't wanna work, uh
I got hella sticks in the back, like a monk, uh
Baby, you don't gotta think 'cause you don't do a lot
And if I pull up with this clip, then I'm gon' shit up on an opp (Yeah, yeah)
You don't want so smoke, you'd rather not
'Cause if I see your ass in person, you gon' die before you talk
Just start a funeral home 'cause my opps like to die a lot
But then it's [?], how could I stop? (Damn, damn, damn)
[Chorus: EDDISON]
Chained to a pack, just let me smoke it (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm out with your pack and I don't know you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
You don't got no money, pussy nigga, let me show you (Uh, yeah yeah)
Damn, ain't no PlayStation, they're outside looking for you (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
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