Life Lil Chrast

Fuck around and go to hell never coming back
Funeral services, dressed in all black
Junkies on the corner smoking on that crack
The pot heads are back looking for the sack
Damn man where's the blunt?
Better pass that
Yeah chrast on the hunt
Better fall back
Damn man I'm stressing
Cop me a pack
Yeah man I'm flexing
Look at my neck
Just did a encore where is my check?
I need 6 figures can you just give me that?
In the batmobile like I need my bat
Where's my robin at to help me with the Robbin?
Where the squad at? I'm ready for some mobbin?
Where Blake griffin at? I'm ready for some lobbin
Put you in your crib I'm done with all that toddl'in
Shut the fuck up before I put the bottle in
In some new clothes you best believe I'm modelin'
With some new hoes, olds leave, I'm wilin'
Leave the show, crowds pleased, goddamn I'm stylin'
Pull out the gun she scream oh please, I'm violent
Now I'm on the run, the flee, I'm flying
Speeding down the highway hit a tree now im spiralin'
Wait that's a dream, pour the lean, start unwindin'
My watch is broken so yeah I guess I'm timeless
But you hear these raps I'm definitely not rhyme-less
These rhymes might be crimes but nah ain't do no time bitch
But nah ain't do no time bitch