Thrax Out

Lyrics
[Hook: Slim Money] Put it on the scale then make it read exact Put it in a bag then there go yo sack We be countin' up the money, we be countin' to the max Niggas say they're onehunnid while they lyin' on they tracks I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax, Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) [Verse 1: Slim Money] Early bird get the fishes, herbs make you clean the dishes Shawty givin' head and she said "Mane this shit delicious" No saint cuz I know I ain't no angel In the streets all night, my life being all danger But if a pussy play shoot him down - Danny Granger Make you a sacrifice, like the baby in the manger Real recognize real, then why you lookin' like a stranger? Yellin' "fuck life" here the real middle fingers I ain't gotta fake, cause this is how I live it If I ain't gotta watch me, go - get it Real hustlers hustle till da full moon Catch me grindin' like a neptune Land of da lost hoe them baboons gon' take me Money over everything and this is skinny nigga movement Pass the chick around like a (?), I'm thraxed out Pockets on stupid, we countin' up them (?) Got them fiends hooked, they on heroin, heroin [Hook: Slim Money] Put it on the scale then make it read exact Put it in a bag then there go yo sack We be countin' up the money, we be countin' to the max Niggas say they're onehunnid while they lyin' on they tracks I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) I'm Thraxed out (Thrax, Thrax, Thrax, Thrax, Thrax, Thrax) [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] I got a full time massive grind pumpin' iron crime Supersoakin' niggas, no emotion, no fear of dyin' Nigga death approachin', there's no fear, my blood is cold Punch your lungs, collapse 'em, make you empty out your soul This is to you nine estates of gangsters, my cocaine cartel Hit them lines from here to hell, my yard has a dead body smell I'll take you to a place where the criminal ailment loves to linger And I execute when I get this Thrax upon on my finger [Verse 3: Mac Montese] Yeah you know I'm sacked out, macked out, Thraxed out Keepin' nothing but that strong or make ya blow yo back out Drop it on the scale and weigh it up to make sure that it's right I bet you comin' right back like them junkies fiendin' for that white We always got that loud pack, original, no mild sack The best is what we smokin', think I'm jokin'? Then come try it "Thrax" is what we call it, no stallin', keep on ballin' The best don't settle for less that's why these niggas steady callin' [Hook: Slim Money] [Verse 4: Slim Money] Niggas smokin' they garbage, just watch the trash pile Fiends goin' crazy for the Thrax - X-Files Lawyer filed my cases, I ain't gotta show up at the trial Movin' nothin' but the old, like that's my favorite (?) Got a chopper just in case you suckers wanna get foul Up like a early bird, don't go to sleep - night owl This my american journey, call me Colin Powell These niggas ain't real, but they still (?) Wake up but the Thrax put me back to sleep Shawty (?) in bed, she so fatigued Get on that Thrax, make her pussy be depleted Undefeated like he got game with the heat Smoke a spliff, with a fifth, take a lift Stack my chips, goin' outta state just to make them trips Shawty got alotta head, but she got no common sense Niggas try to blow my high, I put up my air defense Purple Rain in my cup, now call me Prince
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Credits
- Writers
- Mac Montese
- Slim Money
- Lord Infamous