GETSUGA TENSHO

Yo Okay Check me out Yeah Who am I? I could be the nigga that you let peek at your truest side Hanging chains on double crosses, you do it you crucified Take these yute to Paradis and have them niggas euthanized Bitches wanna double back, I have em running suicides But never back and forth Caught fire, they passed the torch I could never trip off of yall that shit ain't even last resort I don't ever trip the way I chain smoke it like passing ports This not what you asking for It's ass tippers, no glass slippers for Cinderella The ash trickle, these hoes is on that white like Othello Don't gotta use it baby move it, you'd be my Griselda That's the type shit I tell her Yeah got it out the mud from down below Started from the bottom only got one way to go Weighed down by my problems, they been tugging at my soul Tryna scrape these dollars, give a f*ck about a hoe Meet the barrel for the smoke Benji's bust the Louis like a nigga movin dope Tell the judge I use it, I don't move or make it float I hate when she too vocal but love when she use her throat Flipping this bitch in a crisis Knots on me thicker than Isis Pocket change shit like a stipend When I needed it was silence Pocket watching all my finance All I need to be the finest 'Felt' on my fitted I'm stylin yeah 'Felt' on my fitted 100 up front if you gone Metacritic Not on the roster but talkin a ticket Trickin ain't dead girl don't question my pimpin Break down my bud that this shit here been nipped in She know the tea, let it slip like it's Lipton That bitch right there on my list like it's Christmas Blood on the leaves, I been bleeding in Christian's And that's okay Watch them bitches in the streets they like to go both ways Got a hand full of bands, rockin out, Cold Play Shorty knew I was the One by smelling the Dolce