criss lyric – jasmine lyrics
[intro]
[verse 1: criss lyric]
i be gone with the wind/
blowing through my brain; cobain. veins full of that opium/
i’m focused and your girl, your chick, your b-tch, your ho a fan/
wanna blow my clan, i’m like daaamn!/
who else you know be floating on them clouds?/
oklahoma style, bring that thunder down on your town now../
forecast say it’s gon be raining b-tches/
with a chance of more cash for me and my n-ggas/
so hand me that liquor, so i can proceed to damage my liver/
whether it’s papers, or swishers, or bowls, the vapors will get ya/
my wave is official, you came with an issue/
i came for some b-tches and hoes, who still got they tonsils/
i’m a monster, mobbing with my all mighty counsel men/
still packing whips, ladies lap until we porsche it/
forget your lips, i listen to your eyes when you talking/
she know this pipe game could make her water run/
but i ain’t gon force it/
walk it better than i talk, bite it better than i bark/
this that dog sh-t that you stepping into/
that hard sh-t, that raw sh-t, that artist momentum/
b.a.cardi i’m sipping, m.a.rley i’m twisting/
zag zigging ambition, and hard d-ck to all of my past b-tches/
check my catalog, my averages/
obviously, quality and quant-ty is all that i have n-gga/
still mad n-ggas is in my spot, driving my cars, counting my guap/
f-cking my star crush, cruising on my yacht,for me to sit back and watch/
and not do sh-t about it gon make me a sucker/
and i can’t go out like them, so the ink flows out my pen/
taking time, we don’t rush hours; j.c and tucker/
crazy mother fasho, i got the goods and i got to go/
running late to a show, i probably should cop an eighth to blow/
back to the face, i probably could, but probably won’t/
show up till i’m kushed out, pull up on a cloud of smoke/
fashionably late, fresher than those who showed/
up on time, tryna get in before 9, cuz they heard its 5 at the door/
n-gga your type is so broke, n-gga you wifing hoes/
at least two of my n-ggas piped it before/
but it’s cool if you like her though…oh
hook:
i’m saying do your thing my n-gga but if it ain’t all mighty it don’t even look right, or even sound right
[outro]
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