[Intro]
(Jose the Plug)
[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Woo, this that dog action
Four spots on one street, bitch, they all slappin'
Got some glass Hi-Tech, I want all caskets
Shoot a nigga then check him, bitch, I ball backwards
Just bought another 'Dweller bone, yeah, that's sixty thousand
This big chop around my neck, this bitch splittin' houses
If it's up with my gang, ain't no gettin' out it
Yeah, I'll leave somethin' like I'm irresponsible
Niggas goin' back to court, cut they time faster
Ask Cudi what he do for work and he said rob rappers
Seen them RIP shirts, I was crying laughin'
And fuck your homie that got whacked, he should've died faster (Iced Up Records, ugh)
Bitch, I get high as NASA
Since I jumped off the porch, I been buying ladders
Cash a nigga whole load, you should've bought it faster
Brand new 911 Porsche Turbo, this bitch automatic
I'm just talkin' 'bout my life, I be hardly rappin'
Want the money and your ice, that ain't all we asking
Nigga ever see me starving, I was only fasting
Got a whole brick of white on wrap like a tall T tag-ins
Huh, this a party package
Soon as that Perkio kick in, I'ma start relaxing
And I ain't never finish school, I was always absent
I'm so used to doing turn-arounds, I be walking backwards, ugh
(Jose the Plug)
[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Woo, this that dog action
Four spots on one street, bitch, they all slappin'
Got some glass Hi-Tech, I want all caskets
Shoot a nigga then check him, bitch, I ball backwards
Just bought another 'Dweller bone, yeah, that's sixty thousand
This big chop around my neck, this bitch splittin' houses
If it's up with my gang, ain't no gettin' out it
Yeah, I'll leave somethin' like I'm irresponsible
Niggas goin' back to court, cut they time faster
Ask Cudi what he do for work and he said rob rappers
Seen them RIP shirts, I was crying laughin'
And fuck your homie that got whacked, he should've died faster (Iced Up Records, ugh)
Bitch, I get high as NASA
Since I jumped off the porch, I been buying ladders
Cash a nigga whole load, you should've bought it faster
Brand new 911 Porsche Turbo, this bitch automatic
I'm just talkin' 'bout my life, I be hardly rappin'
Want the money and your ice, that ain't all we asking
Nigga ever see me starving, I was only fasting
Got a whole brick of white on wrap like a tall T tag-ins
Huh, this a party package
Soon as that Perkio kick in, I'ma start relaxing
And I ain't never finish school, I was always absent
I'm so used to doing turn-arounds, I be walking backwards, ugh
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