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pierce love - yeye lyrics

intro/verse 1:
its been a cold -ss summer
mother f-cking need me a hummer
man i might as well with the come up
b-tch walked in looking done up
lightskinned n-gga got the one up
geetchi spot dance floor, cut up
n-ggas gettin down till the sun up
pacifist but n-gga shut the f-ck up
in this b-tch but standing with the f-ck ups
willy see me, n-gga put a cup up
pov im right here n-gga nut up

man im feeling punchline crazy
everysingle punchline crazy
kick kick punch on the daily
n-gga from the rv-80s
shorty walking in looking shapely
seeing where this night might take me
to the bed or chilling with the same 3
sitting back smoking on the weed
bumping ab-soul so we save trees
every single n-gga got the same needs
dome send a shockl to them cold knees
peace a relief thats the old me
now im cracking skulls and they coping
sliding off of hull in the whip?
please, paint a better picture with the dope scene
all my mother f-cking n-ggas dope fiends uh

what they know about me
what these n-ggas know about me
ayo john g
wha these n-ggas know about me
not a f-cking thing i see oh

poking fun at these rappers
acting like they steady packing
but they dont have them a magnum
cuz they ain’t f-cking around in these streets
this sound is way louder than beef
moo-ve or well shoot at your feet
just spit i ain’t stopping the beat

johnxboy g] verse 2:
any motherf-cker want to step to me\
or get the best of me\
i let ’em rest in peace\
i put it down when i’m coming through your city, b-tch\
and get to the nitty-gritty you motherf-cking idiot\
yo i’m on this grind like i ain’t even want to stop y’all\
chef up in the kitchen catch me whippin up this hot sauce\
gunning for the top, dawg\
coming for the throne i kick the king off\
he looking all around wishing he had something to cling on\
know i’m motherf-cking bossing, bossing\
come up on the scene i’m flossing, flossing\
bucking with the g yo what it cost ’em, cost ’em\
everything you know i f-cking off ’em, off ’em\
telling you i’m f-cking awesome, awesome\
psychedelics got me tripping hard upon my ego\
geting h-lla selfish and i can’t really help it on some every day sh-t i ball harder than a free throw\
sickened by the sh-t that i be spitting oh god\
all i ever knew was get lit, go hard\
f-ck p-ssing blunts i’m in the mood to bogart\
i’m higher than kite cruising in the solar\
said fck love, b-tch i be full of myself\
young motherf-cking god with spiritual type wealth\
still got the best connect you know i cop it for the lizz-ow\
gas bags or psychedelics, b-tch i got the izz-o\
mo’f-cker know i ball\
mo’f-cker know i ball, that’s it that’s all\
mo’f-cker know i ball\
please mo’f-cker know i ball\

i got my chucks and my polo tucked in the front
on the way to go get a front
i ain’t seen the dude in a month
gb packed and ready to run
cuz i never do know enough
n-ggas told me to cut that out
but that cut would cut in my funds
why i need to
this sh-t is legal then it gets letal
this sh-t is real
i see a sillouhuette in the pep hole
i tap a tap on the door
it unlocks
i look at my watch gotta cop
remember on hull
when the cops were following me

i f-cking see you
you ain’t nearly as slick as you though
hit a right
parked the car
but it was still super hot
lots of trippys in the glove box
an ounce in the trunk
seen the whip around the corner
heart had already sunck
then the skunk just sauntered past so at this point i had won
rolled my bone in the dark and started praising the sun
pearled the end and hit my next switch up
this is a game my n-gga
so if were racing pick a lane my n-gga
so come and get this mary jane my n-gga!
displaying lyrical prowess
and steady p-ssing out ounces
i had to pounce on this rotc
that t-o-p d-o-g
drove to me
from he side of the map
that i only see when im in the heat of the summer
so duck and cover or get you some sun block
cuz this sun burn is roughly -n-lugus to a headlock
head shock
turning you to rubble in this bedrock
subtle but you see i got my head swabbed
chillin in a headshop
swaying till im dead brabra (repeat until end of song)

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