[Chorus]
It's too late, uh, I-I don't got a date (Ah)
I don't feel no pain, did like ten lines to the face (Face)
Push like ten racks to the bank, fuck do you mean?
Fuck is you even saying? That bitch whine, she was playing
And I'm posted in the field, I feel like Navy seal
Our reality ain't real, not no quarter cuts, like, deal?
Situation not ideal, oh yeah, we gon' make it work
Got four beacons in my base, but you still building shit with dirt
High as hell, tell out, gumball, tripped out (Haha)
Give me five minutes to go get my grip out
I-if it's civil war, then lemmе six out
You fucking crossed the line, shoot him oncе, like, who's a bitch now?
[Verse 1]
Rock out, uh uh
You a Sell out, uh uh
FN five-seven in my hand, that shit go
You ain't ever go wake shit u-up
High really on mushrooms, so that shit
[Chorus]
It's too late, uh, I-I don't got a date (Ah)
I don't feel no pain, did like ten lines to the face
Push like ten racks to the bank, fuck do you mean?
Fuck is you even saying? That bitch whine, she was playing
And I'm posted in the field, I feel like Navy seal
Our reality ain't real, not no quarter cuts, like, deal?
Situation not ideal, oh yeah, we gon' make it work
Got four beacons in my base, but you still building shit with dirt
High as hell, tell out, gumball, tripped out (Haha)
Give me five minutes to go get my grip out
I-if it's civil war, then lemme six out
You fucking crossed the line, shoot him once, like, who's a bitch now?
It's too late, uh, I-I don't got a date (Ah)
I don't feel no pain, did like ten lines to the face (Face)
Push like ten racks to the bank, fuck do you mean?
Fuck is you even saying? That bitch whine, she was playing
And I'm posted in the field, I feel like Navy seal
Our reality ain't real, not no quarter cuts, like, deal?
Situation not ideal, oh yeah, we gon' make it work
Got four beacons in my base, but you still building shit with dirt
High as hell, tell out, gumball, tripped out (Haha)
Give me five minutes to go get my grip out
I-if it's civil war, then lemmе six out
You fucking crossed the line, shoot him oncе, like, who's a bitch now?
[Verse 1]
Rock out, uh uh
You a Sell out, uh uh
FN five-seven in my hand, that shit go
You ain't ever go wake shit u-up
High really on mushrooms, so that shit
[Chorus]
It's too late, uh, I-I don't got a date (Ah)
I don't feel no pain, did like ten lines to the face
Push like ten racks to the bank, fuck do you mean?
Fuck is you even saying? That bitch whine, she was playing
And I'm posted in the field, I feel like Navy seal
Our reality ain't real, not no quarter cuts, like, deal?
Situation not ideal, oh yeah, we gon' make it work
Got four beacons in my base, but you still building shit with dirt
High as hell, tell out, gumball, tripped out (Haha)
Give me five minutes to go get my grip out
I-if it's civil war, then lemme six out
You fucking crossed the line, shoot him once, like, who's a bitch now?
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