Phlegmulus Package

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh Yeah Yeah Yeah Forever be one of them ones [Verse 1] Cannonball crystals Blammin' all missiles Pulled up in your face and dismantled y'alls issues Sabretooth wolf biting through bone gristle Trying to kill a skinny nigga better bring strong pistols Cock back squeeze Block back dweebs Wearing other niggas clothes that is not my steeze I'm waved out, spaced out with the astronauts Smack resellers til all of the kicks is back in stock Laugh a lot That's how you can tell that my life is straight 40 bars of pain I can give you that right away If you don't know no better then you can die today Black on black crime fuck that I'm gonna fry away It be your own color wanna do some disloyal shit I don't know one caucasian that owе me shit I just love spitting facts in the back of a 'lac Ratatatat dat aim so good on tracks Y'all lack intеlligence Felons get busy on microphones, it's heaven sent Sound so glorious the words start flourishing Mix the libations with the nourishments Run up on me you gonna land on the floor again Sort of like how your ass did when you fell out the bid Undig more than soil and gravel Mind body and soul was revealed Girls unwrap the scene of big gif Smoke mad trees, light up merry Christmas All that shit I'm not missing is distant Walk backstage a nigga didn't need a wristband Plugged up like the cablebox Eating bread, yeah the bagel spread with all of the apricot Smack you so hard you would start feeling aftershocks Air Force Ones same color as the Snapple pop I love the sneaker reference Came up in the club with a half-frozen beverage I used to be TY not drinking liquor Swig up tequila and thinking quicker Blunt bigger than the sneakers, the jig is up nigga Figured I could make the loot stack like a midget When I was writing this verse I was disturbed By PayPal I continued to write verbs Got the nerds vibing to my shit Got the gang bangers loading up and riding to my shit Stop riding coat tails nigga, get your own shit Divide up the chip but you gotta get your own drip (Gems) Rappers looking disgusted Me and the beat didn't stop for protection and we was out here fucking Shout out to brother Lawsly He the reason you listen to this smoking by the palm trees [Outro] And we smoking all the bud Doing what we want to Getting all the love You don't do what you do, you just a little dud And we smoking all the bud Getting all the love Fuck all the scrubs You heard what TL said, get your bread
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Credits
- Writers
- Vic Spencer