Swollen

Hahahaha They said run it back, I said okay Grunge Tones in your speakers like Cobain Flows straight from the top, downloading And I’m straight-edge nigga, no cocaine K. And Xavie ‘bouta blow like propane K. And Toya gonna glow, we growing KSG Worldwide, we globing Tones Tape volume 2, reloaded Yeah, whipping ‘round in a big body, swollen Speeding off, you think it might be stolen Whipping ‘round in a big body, ‘Burban Swerving off like we was off of the bourbon I’m wavy, so wavy like Navy (Navy) I should glide in a Hummer for safety (safety) And that girl ain’t no Internet Baby (baby) I’m tryna turn her to my lady (lady) They say what is done in the dark will always come to light (come to light) I made all these moves in the dark, I’m tryna see the light (see the light) I’m working that night shift, I won’t be home tonight (home tonight) And when the sky go from navy to baby, you know I’ll be outside Ooh! Tones Bitch the world is mine You don’t know I been up to something No I don’t wanna talk to you If it’s up to me I won’t say nothing Top of the world Yeah, yeah Bitch you can’t hang F*ck the disdain 100 degrees Hell of a thing Look all around everybody the same Inside my mind is going insane All of a sudden I can’t feel a thing You heard what I said bitch but I can’t explain You know they upset cause I can’t be contained No lie, can’t relate to bitch niggas switching lanes I love the dark RIP Kurt Cobain Just like I love the light like a moth to a flame It ain’t a thing No, no we not the same You ain’t seen none like this before Up in this bitch, got all black on Like ninja, incognito I was just freezing the frame for some change then I changed cause you changed, Ocho Cinco On everything you know I’ll take the blame again and again like a sequel Sometimes I Evel Knievel Maybe I’m lost in my ways I just had to hit a lick I done hit licks for days I’m seeing through all of these people Just like my vision x-ray And we can tell you a bitch It’s written all over your face Walk this bitch I’m walking I got bad bitches who watching Yea i might crack that lil bitch pussy Get that pussy nigga gone He gone I can’t give this shit up cause this shit right here just for my squad I’m taking too much drugs this shit right here got me just nodding off I can’t lie that boy he smoked the f*ck out I’m up in the bar And they all asking how the f*ck he get so high he seeing stars If that nigga play with me again he just gone see the dark I shoot that shit one time that puss ass boy might not even see tomorrow We gone turn up big I turned to the boss Yea fucking that bad ass bitch Yea I drive foreign cars Everything I do big that’s cus I put in all of my heart And everybody waiting for me to slow down bitch but I don’t ima stop it And I won’t stop it I’m the one that got all the weight on my shoulders Can’t put my trust in not one these bitch ass niggas, they keep on flopping I take the lil bitch to the mall, she say that she want it, lil bitch ima cop it Everybody know I’m finna ball, we talking bout shit, they know ima pop it I’m popping this shit like damn I’m popping this shit like damn, like damn, like damn, like damn, like damn And me and my twin we locked , locked in, locked in, locked in I got this bad ass bitch, she hell, and that bitch coming from Boston