Lyrics
Huh, I'm not worried bout none that
Gone come up off this comeback
Like jump man how I jump back
I kick it where I punt at
I stay behind that mic
But keep my drum man where that drum at
I'm growing you cant stunt that
Walk on yo yard and stomp that
Run with us or just run back
Yo grave you find yo luck at
I really see nobody
Just me, my blunt, and posse
I balance very godly when it evenly get oddly
I really wrap up broccoli
Let it smoke that's my hobby
I really be right beside me
On all sides I really got me
Go to Waco for a fried piece of four wings
Joes for the side piece
That was all I know
I ain't have hibachi, till like twah three
Yall was shook, we was mob deep
Had to strategize for the sloppy
And I'm blind to who got beef
Middle finger Hitler, I can not see
That ain't nothing tell em hold it off
Sick bars, Ill fight a covid cough
Yeah, we know they soft
Yeah, we know they cloth
We'll fold em all
Put em in a drawer
Want beef
We'll make stroganoff
With yo body parts
Feed em to the dogs bruh
I'm not worried bout none that
Gone come up off this comeback
Like jump man how I jump back
I kick it where I punt at
I stay behind that mic
But keep my drum man where that drum at
I'm growing you cant stunt that
Walk on yo yard and stomp that
Run with us or just run back
Yo grave you find yo luck at
I really see nobody
Just me, my blunt, and posse
I balance very godly when it evenly get oddly
I really wrap up broccoli
Let it smoke that's my hobby
I really be right beside me
On all sides I really got me
I just came in, lames gang in
Misfit, we don't do explaining
In the safest way, I am dangerous
On that flame ish, propanedrous
Lit em up, I ain't feel shame less
Getty up, I come from the basement
If I ain't working, I cant make arrangements
Ain't a night I'm out, I'm putting days in
Get back, bars click clack
Blooooooditdat to yo six pack
Big gas, got Grinch kidnapped
He ain't going no where, he gift wrapped
And I'm in the game
Yeah I'm never chilling where the bench at
That's big facts bruh
I'm not worried bout none that
Gone come up off this comeback
Like jump man how I jump back
I kick it where I punt at
I stay behind that mic
But keep my drum man where that drum at
I'm growing you cant stunt that
Walk on yo yard and stomp that
Run with us or just run back
Yo grave you find yo luck at
I really see nobody
Just me, my blunt, and posse
I balance very godly when it evenly get oddly
I really wrap up broccoli
Let it smoke that's my hobby
I really be right beside me
On all sides I really got me
Yeah
Stop playing with me
Listen
That UAP I seen it
I swear I couldn't believe it
Two spaceships and two reasons
Two big ass lights, they beaming
Told sav to gas them rockets up
Them rockets up, we leaving
Take off
Elijah Rushin
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