Yoshi

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Ayceeonethirty - Rap, Trap

Yoshi

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[Intro] Fuck twelve, we burnin purple by the police I remember back when all I wanted was someone to know me I was lonely, now these hoes tryin to lick me like Yoshi Run the game like Sony, need a Bentley like Posty (unh) High as fuck, tryin not to hit you up Ninety-nine blunts on the wall I'm bout to sit and puff These bitches crazy, want you stomp in they face like Super Dragon She don't give a fuck if we just on the carpet like Aladdin (damn) [Verse] I been all over the place I ain't been sober in so many days Never get over the ones in the grave Tryin to get money then hide in a cave I been on this tryin to cover the pain All of a sudden man everything changed Feelin like I ain't got nothing to lose But nothin to gain, so crash the plane Said that we'd never see nothin but jail Made for this so I never could fail Could go blind and write this shit in braille Harley Quinn, ride her by the pig tails You ain't shit man, you's a joke But nobody laughing like it's Kimmel wrote On this king level, I'ma build a moat If you gon ride this wave you'll need a bigger boat (unh) We get the chicken, the squad all be winnin You mad cause them ain't the bitches that you been in You mad cause that ain't the drink that you been sippin Be mad at that dirty reggie that you hittin Be mad at yourself, boy you a mess I'm on that Gribble, killin these pests I was just chillin, she sent the text Now she gon need a couple days of rest How did this happen man? Out of it like I'm on Ativan Suddenly wake up in Charlotte I light up a cigarette, guess I was smashin fans Still I'ma stay with my dogs (yeah) They know we be in the fog (yeah) They know we burnin them logs And now they all wanna come follow along (yeah) [Outro] (Yeah, Druff, shit, yo) Sayin she know the word to every song And she wanna come with us back to the Druff I been awake too fuckin long To even be dealin with this kinda stuff Bitch, I ain't even really feelin your vibe I can see that you ain't real in your eyes Already talkin bout some shit we should buy Who the fuck is "we"? I been just "I" Man I just been high at my house with my cats like a loser My homies the shooters, man I'm just the mover So I'm in that U-Haul speedin God himself couldn't fight off these demons Now the screamin ain't just in my head It's all around me, why am I still feelin dead? Still drinkin on this like that's all they sellin at the store Don't know the real in what I'm tellin Wanna give your heart They done made you hard Done made you tape it off Done made you pace and walk Too many times to do the shit again The money made you find out who the real friends (unh yeah) She wanna lick me like Yoshi Dancin in the dark together like Joji Cut em off like I was COD ragin On the interstate like we was Podracin Know a lot who said that we would not make it Now they wanna come around the squad fakin Always trying to ask "What y'all smokin?" Got me wonderin what the fuck y'all smokin

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  • Ayceeonethirty