.223
(专辑: FromBeyondTheGrave - 2020)
517 until the
grave .223 at your brain Two million blunts to the
face Bones 'bout to make a
stain Pulling up, rolling deep Prototypes on my feet Touch the
paint, you get beat Touch the
ice, feel the
heat Try to rob me? That's a
no, no AUG and that bitch blow, blow With the
team, never ever solo Push it, shit, push it back in slow-mo Ayy, switchblade on my body (Body) Profit all in my pocket (Pocket) Hit the
switch and get to dropping Got a
'64 with hydraulics (What?) Boom, now you're doomed 24 karat cover my tomb Don't make me go back to the
shit I
used to do (SESH) Ice cold mason, pressed juice vagrant Hundred fifty dollar candles flash with the
fragrance Need to leave the
city soon, [?] makers Raise my son right 'til my bones turn ancient Back on the
motherfucking prowl (Woo) I'm the
past and the
future and the
fucking right now Blunt guts by the
pile, only purchasing in pounds Habits that I
got demand a
lot of my account 517 until the
grave .223 at your brain Two million blunts to the
face Bones 'bout to make a
stain