nightcrawler

Tranqstars we put our music on your mind
You got my bars, got my lines on your tounge (on your tounge)
I'm with your bitch yeah and we having fun
But I just want her cash, I got a bag yuh

You in the back, in the back smoking trash huh
We into archive, bitch we into fash yuh
And i want that caaash yuhhh
I just want that cash huhhhh

She want to be tougher
She told me she wanna fuck without the rubber
I've been smoking top shelf tho I shouldn't
Fashion week on the streets im the student

Dior denim yeah I paid for them in diamonds
I'm fittest person at the confinement
Nightcrawler top I go back to 2005
Still on fucking dope yeah, how am i alive?

No, no, nothings fine
Tranqstars at your fuction got the whole place crashing
Denim dior, top nine all matching
He tryna throw hands but im pistol packing

Now he running with his back bent
He can't do shit, I just stand there laughing
Now he dress like me bro, yeah what happened
Get your own style, bro you dont know fashion

He want my stuff yeah he paid for them in paypal
We kill yo ass yeah we drench you in napalm
Nah he screaming to much put the tape on

Call me up on my cracked phone
Yeah I'ma smoke dope
Hell yeah shoutout love soap
He my real bro

Dior denim yeah I paid for them in diamonds
I'm fittest person at the confinement
Nightcrawler top I go back to 2005
Still on fucking dope yeah, how am i alive?

You in the back, in the back smoking trash huh
We into archive, bitch we into fash yuh
You in the back, in the back smoking trash huh
We into archive, bitch we into fash yuh