b.i.n.o broke.is.no.option in my head şarkı sözleri

Demons in my head, can hear them talkin' to me Niggas dead as Zeds, like we post apocalyptic livin' Shawty gave me heads, psyched me out the sloppiness she givin' Winnin' like oh yeah, hell yeah, infernal if you cheat me I'm a problem for niggas, they mad they at the bottom I get intellectual, it's a problem, nigga, let's solve it Want to smoke like Smaug, better run off, lil' hobbit On go like Russians, think I got no bullets, bitch, I got dozens Whippin' pies, I thought I had a easy bake oven My OG pops, sent them birds out, sent them hoes out by the dozen My neck, my teeth, my wrist Everything, body gettin' flooded F*ck what you want I want the funds and I want it by the hundreds Feel like Shrek, all the abundance, when I smoke, I get bullet Gas stinkin' like an onion, it's strong, like an old fungus Don't flex like that got haters sayin', that nigga is rugged Real niggas know me, say no names, a nigga be thuggin' Trust small, when pussy niggas switched on you for some money Snakes in the grass I have a sensor in my brain to sense dummies Dior cologne bring bitches, haters, they always come for me MC Hammer can't touch me, my aim precise, bitch, start runnin' Mr. President should be my name, change the game on the em Izo said f*ck it, we on go, snap on the pussies for me Money fatten up our pockets like we savin' two hoagies 34 SL be the team and the label too, homie Can't hang, if you won't bang, gotta stain, clean em for me I got morals more legible than you imposers, homie A joke to me, why you think I cheese big, to a phony Fought a lot, cut off a lot, they imitative it's bogus Ray Sosa give no fucks never gave a f*ck, quick to smack jab, shank, pop out, flank a nigga, cuh Milli in the mud, rackin' up the fucks like he work at concessions My niggas with it, if you survive, you got a blessing Corleyboi stompin' on niggas like he was a T-Rex BlaccBoy pop out like a bunny, aiming for the niggas heads Eddie Hustle slick in the shadows, gettin' to the bread Mac Ram he scopin' out, premeditating a plan Big baby get that bread too , but the bitch is floodin' my nigga Ed Corleone my OG, f*ck around, gon' be your gravedigger Whyte T sittin' in the bushes, to scope em nigga All my niggas in my circle, know it's our time my nigga Jocelyn wasn't shit, her best friend look like an obese junkie, her baby daddy want smoke all aboard the death train, homie UFO 361Ufuk you a whole bitch, you not on shit, I can tell he a fed just from his pic Devonte was a hoe, called him a brother for 10 years, Niggas be haters, his bitch a thot, f*ck them 10 years Imagine goin' to jail, bein' in there for a whole year, Come out thinkin you Boosie, I know that's not how you live Free my big cuz, Trevar f*ck the judge, that racist bitch, police crooked and shit Karen's nosy in the hood and shit My partner UTS Esco, tryna get a fuckin' mill Nigga, f*ck Suburban Noise Record, try to finesse a kid Too intelligent, don't think you ever finesse the kid Forget you ever tried, pray to God in his name Amen Bitch, it's B.I.N.O, Broke.Is.No.Option shit
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