Chrysanthemum

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T! Where Hoody at?
 No Ceilings, uh
 One xan, one xan, one xan, lord I'm tryna cut
 back
 Hol' up, hol' up, where my cup at, my bitch
 bout that comeback
 Real one from the jump, man, I'm killing the
 jumpman
 I ain't got no ceilings no need to look up man
 AK, AK, AK, street-sweeper, no dustpan
 Been a stuntman since a young man, extra
 gun if one jam
 Stuntman since a young man, extra gun if one
 jam
 On my Carter 5 shit this one for the thump-
 man
 Yeah, this one for the duff-bag
 Yeah, this for where I'm from man, yeah
 My goons break into your house like BruhMan
 Click-clack!
 Gun Blam, Gun Blam, Gun Blam, Gun Blam,
 Gun Blam, Gun Blam
 Shh-, silence on the gun, I go silence of the
 lambs
 Oo I'm up man, up man, them Viagras got me
 up man
 I go silencer
 And we pull up man up and dump and dump
 and dump then sca-ram, screech
 The harder I fall, the farther I reach
 The water might fall, but life is a beach
 When my number's called, I get out my seat
 When my niggas ball, I give em my speech
 You might hit a wall, and end up like me
 You might have to crawl, but get up like me
 And you bite before bark, never I before we
 And you pray before eating
 You lay with your heat
 And you stay with your heat
 And you lay on your mink
 Bitches lay at your feet
 And you play with your kids
 You don't play with these niggas
 Don't play in these streets
 I don't play on these beats
 I don't play about my money
 You heard what I say; no replay, no repeat
 Don't be playing with me
 Don't be playing with we
 I don't play with no WII
 I'm ok, I'm OG, I'm a OG on these beats, I OD
 on these beats
 I'm M O B B B B on these streets
 Say what you say, you don't be on these
 streets
 'cuz if we see you it's on S-I-G-H-T
 Believe that!
 Tunechi!
 One xan, one xan, one xan, all I need is one
 xan
 Knock me out like punch back got me slump
 like humpback
 Muddy muddy muddy I just drunk a mud bath
 Muddy muddy muddy I need me some mud
 flaps
 Real one from the jumpman, real one from the
 jumpman
 On my Carter 5 shit, this one for the thumb
 man
 Money long I got that money tall like Kazam
 I just popped a combo, ain't talking
 McDonald's (medicine)
 I just popped a bottle, ain't talking no liquor
 (medicine)
 I'm talking Actavis, I'm talking to the sippers,
 (pour up)
 I'm talking to a stripper, she gonna let me
 pimp her
 You talking to the police so that's who you
 tippin
 Ohhh, that's a no no that's a no no, whoa
 Had coke since polo and girbauds
 Had coke since Arsenio
 White girl; Marilyn Monroe, Demi Moore
 I'm in LA with my skinny hoes
 But their faces look like centerfolds
 I've been taking all these chemicals
 Now they faces aren't identical, damn
 Watch these niggas turnin into hoes, bop bop
 Watch me turn a nigga into smoke, bop bop
 Watch me turn a million into four
 VoilĂ , watch me turn Miami to a N.O
 Uh huh, watch me turn the sand to some
 snow
 Uh huh, and I'm phantom with chinchilla floors
 Drop top, hit Atlanta like a Gorilla Zoe
 Holla at my baby mamas, I love them the
 most
 Shout out Lauren on the wedding she playin'
 her role
 Literally on the set she playin a role
 Niggas really rep the set we stay in our mode
 Spiritually I'm just blessed I pray for my hoes
 Tunechi hopping off the jet, G open my door
 Spitting synthol effects my flow in control
 Pimping synthol effects my hoe in control
 I just popped a combo, I ain't talking
 McDonald's
 Niggas hear that click clack, ohhwohh
 I know I'ma get my shit back, ohhwohh
 We aiming this thing at your body we aiming
 this thing at your nose
 Hollow tip bullets blue tip bullets you're gonna
 get shot with them both

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Duration
05:03
Key
10
Tempo
109 BPM

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