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Grand Theft Auto Lyrics - Artist : JID
[J.I.D (Chiiirp):]
System overload (Overload system) Watch the throne (You'll get overthrown) At the bar drunk (Overthrown) Under the influence (In the overcoat) Roll up that kill (I'm tryna oversmoke) Word to Mr. Willie Nelson (Now tell me what's a weed head overdose) I'll wait (Let me know) I got the flow (But I want all of the boatload) So let me go [J.I.D:] I told niggas, I ain't no rookie I ain't no punk bitch and I ain't no pussy I know pussy like a gyno You are what you eat, treat the pussy like a gyro Duckin' duckin' shots, duckin' cops, like the 5-0 Swerve on the beltway I drive with a blindfold I unfold truth, palm reader just spittled Eyes low, nigga tote a smith like Milo Niggas act pussy, I thought you niggas was guys though Absent dad, they need guidance, I spilt like a broke fire hydrant "How you's a bitch?" My bitch shout when she spot 'em Shawty a miss but there there she's a rider Ridin' through the city with my nigga right beside me And my bitch that I just scooped from pilates The same one that popped at ol' boy, who shot ya? Seemed kinda monotonous ol' boy, yo' posse Start resemblin' pasta, pussy ass kids Make me sick like shrimp, crab and lobster Life is a film needin' a dope porn oscar Dick chopper, blocka blocka Young niggas hop off the block and fuck the block up Just to get locked up and seen by the balls they got 'Cus by the bar and the law they talk It's already and to owe a nigga menage a trois I look up to the sky and thank God I are A reflection of himself set inside my flaws Set aside my sins, set aside my love Silly bitch get inside my car [?] bitch Gotta go bitch B-b-bitch J.I.D bitch, uh All black on at my wedding, bucket ass naked at my funeral Can't 9 to 5 in no lil' ass cubicles Boss yellin' at me, say it's weed in my cuticles Put it on the scale, the rap shit lookin' beautiful Stretch my palms into the atmosphere, I fear nothing I hear I hear nothing, fuck a tear for buckets Warren Buffett, buffet rap, dinner for lunches Delightful, y'all seem spiteful I too used to be a little bit like you Nah who I'm lyin' to, if I was ever like you I would need some pills, a knife, prob'ly a rifle Somethin' I could die to Anyways, they shine, I wan' shine too Let the diamonds blind you While the blood of the child who mined- never mind I'm diggin' through your mind, do you mind? Whatever's fine You very fine and I can't pay you no never mind Light skin girl transform to decepticon I'm tryna catch mine like megatron But she don't hear me on the megaphone jack This make a uhh hella bomb [Marian Mereba:] Inside You're all in a twisted mind Other bright then go misfit ride On your feet when you hear the sound Inside The diamond of mind of mine What a find There are no ordinary thoughts In an extraordinary mind Mind Are no ordinary thoughts In an extraordinary mind |
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