Death Valley

Chetta

Its no wonder all people around the World think of New orleans As a city who knows how to throw a party …Shawty what you think …Shawty what you think I need a mill no no tryna chill Hoe don't catch no feels in the field Mobbing with steel woe don't wanna deal Bitch get real spent a big bill Just to crack a seal still i drill On a bitch boy break you off a lil Call me two clip shawty Toting two tone fortys bitch it's up Now im started i can't fuck with you woadie Ima peace on out beat your ass on live In the east where they slide Or the north where they hide I got blood stains dripping smoking dope Lane kiffin hoe don't fold Ima zip em off a boat Never slipping ain't in houston But im tipping old stove Same whipping ole cocaine flippa Its a forty cal ripkin with a big 4-5 Stay lit stay high ima drip Ima ride fuck yo click Hope they die rolling piff Smoke the sky choppa city till i die On a opp like yeah Till the streets give me mine bitch it's up Bitch it's up bitch it's up Bitch it's up bitch it's up Bitch it's up bitch it's up Bitch it's up bitch it's up Bitch it's up bitch it's up Bitch it's up Aye shawty what you think Shawty what you think aye Shawty what you think Shawty what you think aye Shawty what you think Shawty what you think aye Shawty what you think aye Tripping up for days I just picked off all the plays I pop fortys like a case All them blips up in ya face I was riding thru sherwood Serving all the weight I put bands round blue strips Stuff em in my safe yeah my head on straight Pop a pill ima faint I don't feel i don't play Rolling dank issa tank Throwing fours like some drank In the field fuck your rank You a lick you a stain Extra clip for my pain Pop a superman issa bird Issa plane need a vert Hydroplane bitch i skrrt All them lanes rIP lil boo Till im kicking down heavens gate Ima have to do you in on gP Ima fuck her clothes off Bitch when you see me Im off in the north north Smoking out a whole p All off in the pack ten deep They can't miss me shoot you from the leavee Boy you just a chimney smoke smoke Boy you just a chimney smoke smoke Boy you just a chimney smoke smoke Im in louisiana thuggin on some major shit All that capping talking shit You can get hit always with it on the block You a major lick Paint ya face up like maybelline You little bitch yeah yeah Paint ya face like maybelline Just popped a perc all i know is savage shit Im going bezerk i just hit a lick I need all that work rob em bare face Ima show my worth catch em outside Let me see that pride double back around And make sure he die issa vibe issa vibe Issa thing i can fuck with no lames Check my pulse check my veins I don't move less im paid Big 4-5 like shade Ima drag you through the rain I can't feel for anything Guess that part of me is plain If im sipping know it's stain If im gripping know i bang If im trapping then it's weight I don't feel for anything And that mean you hoes I get bread like glucose Booming off a boost phone My new shotty two holes Hoping out of two doors all day stunting If i ain't got it then it's coming Ain't no asking me for nothing Bitch it's up!

Written by: Joshua MarchettaLyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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