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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Graveyard Shift

 

Graveyard Shift

(album: The Matrix - 2018)


Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
I see you haters through Cartier lenses
I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business
Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty
Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley
I beat the charges, ain't no cases pending
I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin
I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney
Chef in the kitchen, I'm frying the chickens
Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinning
Shopping for cookies with no lemons
Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it
Calling for bags, wanna know the ticket
Depending, is you getting gas or the midget?
I push the weight like I was a gymnast
I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins

I might just kick you, the boot in my Timberlands
I don't fuck with these niggas, they some frenemies
Ride with the stick, I'm stacking up Benjamins
VS1 diamonds on me and they glistening
Shh, you know the feds listening
I got that pound cake and I'm delivering
I ain't paranoid, nigga, I keep artillery
Fresh Prince, fuck a bitch look like Hilary
Ooh, drank too much lean, they said its killing me
V on my ski mask stand for the villainy
She swallow the babies, I don't want no children
I used to trap right in front of the building
Now I'm rich, pinna go buy me a building
I want the pints of the Hi Tech sealed
Water on me like a Navy SEAL
Pablo with the Juan like David Copperfield
Designer closet, it look like a cotton field
One on one, shawty, he keep the Glock on him
I go to Broccoli, fuck with my patna dem
I made the white boy break the rim
I go buy one and I'm taking ten
Cook on the same stove that the cookies baking in
When I go in Louis V, don't ask what I spend
Lord forgive me, 'cause I know that I sinned

Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
I see you haters through Cartier lenses
I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business
Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty
Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley
I beat the charges, ain't no cases pending
I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin
I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney
Chef in the kitchen, I'm frying the chickens
Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinning
Shopping for cookies with no lemons
Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it
Calling for bags, wanna know the ticket
Depending, is you getting gas or the midget?
I push the weight like I was a gymnast
I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins

Grill is hot, got to cool it with water
Young nigga trapping, came up off a quarter
Nigga, I'm rich for sure, not sort of
Serve a nigga, better come place your order
Need the whole thing, nigga, don't come shorter
I'm up late night with the killers and snorters
I'm brighter than night, nigga, don't I look gorgeous
We shooting that nigga like we was the stores
Count up the money, bitch, don't break my scale
Scale on the floor, I go weigh up a whale
I don't see haters like I could read Braille
Fuck that lil bitch and tell her keep my mail
Brr, brr, sale after sale
Wholesale, let my lil nigga do retail
He pay first, I lower the ticket, that's presale
Fresh as a bitch, rock Chanel for males

Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
I see you haters through Cartier lenses
I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business
Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty
Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley
I beat the charges, ain't no cases pending
I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin
I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney
Chef in the kitchen, I'm frying the chickens
Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinning
Shopping for cookies with no lemons
Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it
Calling for bags, wanna know the ticket
Depending, is you getting gas or the midget?
I push the weight like I was a gymnast
I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins

done

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