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[Intro: Tank Dempsey]
I need to find some lead or I'm gonna get bored here!
[Verse]
Ride around with ecstasy
Police right next to me
Runnin' up my destiny
Niggas said I don't belong here
But I think I know where I'm meant to be
Ride around with a bad bitch
She tryna ask what we meant to be
Cooking up with a recipe
No, I can't fuck with the enemy
I'm just worried 'bout the cops, worried 'bout the opps
They can get ahead of me
Ridin' with a bop, bodies finna drop if a nigga testin' me
And I keep a tool 'cause a nigga fool, ain't nobody pressin' mะต
You know what it do, shorty sniffin' glue, and she kinda scaring me
Told hะตr ass to stop, and now I'm a opp, and she kinda airing me
I got a bitch, no sharing me
I'm way too high, don't stare at me
Said I'm moving money like a charity
Said that in a song, needed clarity, you need prosperity
And that nigga broke? That's hilarious
See the polarity, when I step inside, it's a night show
And I'm off the antidote, brand new bitch won't let me go
But I'm thankful, but I'm thankful
Gotta be grateful, uh, oh shit, distasteful
Whip, goodness gracious
Wrist, goodness gracious
Bitch, goodness gracious
Wrist, goodness-
Now a flight to the Appalachians
Maybach and it's makeshift
No, I can't fuck with a racist
All I ever was was a vagrant
Iโm complacent, hit him in the neck with a grey tip
Now his head and body sit adjacent
I canโt fuck with bro cause he fuck with bro, he a double agent
If Im uppinโ pole, and you uppinโ pole, what itโs supposed to mean?
Caught her at the spot, shorty is a thot, pass her to the team
But itโs no shame in that, everything ainโt what it seems
Sig Sauer with an EOTech and a beam
She gets out when Iโm tweaking out off a bean
Canโt come around, you ainโt authorized by the gang
Since middle school, rock Polo shit, Iโm the same
Ayy, wrist, goodness
Ayy, wrist, goodness gracious
Whip, goodness gracious
Wrist, goodness-ness-ness-ness
[Outro: Tank Dempsey,Princess Chelsea]
This has to be the last piece
Ahh, a tale of two Dempseys, starts slow but has a happy ending
I see the morning sun coming over the hill
Areโare you freakin' kidding me?!
I see the morโ
(This is not helpโ This is not helpโ This is not helping smoking)
Sun coming over theโ