These ain't Diesel, these is Evisu

Top is Roc, you know the rest

Big bucket of frozen water on my chest

yea im just messing with u, the bars not very good but i love it in the context of the song

Might sell a brick on my birthday

36 years of doing dirt like its earth day

Stomach hurting
The devil workin, but I ain't nervous

FILTHY
GUILTY
BY ASSOCIATION
PUT THE LOCATION
IN THE NAVIGATION

And I said why, then he looked me in the eye
And said homie you're messed up, you're praying for good luck
You're wishing for miracles, living through ish you're crying hysterical
Settle for everything, complain about everything
Say your soul cracked, my world amphetamine

I don't give a f***
I could talk a cat off the back of a fish truck
Tell me, "What's up?"
All about the game, so I'm hunting big buck

Edit. I thought he said I could sell a bag off the back of a fish truck.

Arrest you lyrically flow and caress you
Bless you, then a nigga come to your rescue

MY CHOPPA HIT THEM FOLKS

bars

8 niggas, 8 hittaz, take 8 souls
Collect pesos
And I'm paid so

Resident Evil my traphouse spooky

DRIVEWAY SO LONG I GOTTA DRIVE TO CHECK THE MAIL

I pray that opposition never forgive me (time to pay)
I pray that I can hit whoever offend me (right away)
I pray my momma gettin better I’m willing (I am)
I prayed for violence and it sped up my healing

Put it together
I rock hoes
Y'all rock fellas

Who the f*** said this

I fell in love with all of these rubbery bands

Ayo b****
Suck my d***

Who u gon vibe wit
Who u gon link wit
Who u f*** s*** up wit
Who u gon count wit
Who u gon trap with
Who u gon call for the f*** s***
I had the top in the addy, pull up in the money pull up in the monnnnney

I'm screaming who want war with us

Vast Aire the gawd

Blicky got the stiffy uhh'

Yes man, I don’t want no yes man