OBEY The Kidd - Took a lil Pilly In Ibiza

Aye, yuh
Aye aye aye, Aye
Feeling like its freshman season
Really coming up off the hemp im breathing
But i'm still buckled still seated
Took a lil pilly n a flight to ibiza
Talk about your bitch i rizz her
Got no weave ima pull her from her frizure (cmere)
Wasting my time but that shit ain't leisure
Making my mind, i just made it look easy
E tank driving im light damn
Now i just need some new tires
Always be spending i'm tired
Drop Three Five now i'm spinning off a BackWood
And my weed still sour, but my cig sweet that's a lie I ain't have it
Spreading out the guap ion add it
Always masked up, im the young booty bandit !
Damn now i'm signing on some titties
And i'll put it on my street lil bitch, im active
Saying that you smoke stop acting
Put it on yo throat lil bitch stop gaggin
They don't even listen to my music, they just say that i'm trash
But i ain't sad
Saying that she love me is so fake
Now i'm mad
But i'll be doing me up til i get the bag
Like a big bad wulf i been huffin it, whoo
Got my bricks up pussy you ain't comin in, bitch
And i been broke, i don't wanna know again, nope
Cause this life a big sword with a double edge, yuh
So i'm choosing to go struggle in a cul de sac, yup
Til i reup hit the road again, yup
And it took so long
But i wont looking back
Til i fit in wit that class sittin at the top
Aye and thats some real ass shit
I ain't never gone talk down to someone who don't deserve it
You feel me?
You gotta earn your respect, pussy, ugh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Everyone be talking but they never doin shit !
Like you really want me dead but my heart still beating
Still talkin shit like a muhfuckin heathen
Really gassin up in my freshman season
I ain't even practice i just made it look easy
Got my squat right hoppin in the two seater
I ain't even drivin cause the pilly got me geekin
Slept the whole flight there and back to ibiza
Its like how i got her cryin but im wearin wife beaters
No relations workin i be smokin on refers
But my jewels right and my glock still feindin
Better back up fore the bitch start singin
And my set bleeding
Ion even cry but my war crys, DEMONS !
Yeah she got the plastic
Couldn't, fuck wit even steven
But i'm fucked up
Show me Cli-Clit Cleavage!
Ugh, I be countin up
Ain't no one be knowing how i struggled in the mud
It's like they were sippin tussin, i was steady sippin blood
All my heart, sweat and drugs that go into all these lines
Yeah they made me really cold
And my heart so hard to find
I ain't even gone try but but i'm never gone stop
This shit really what i do
And i'll do it til the end
Even they hate me or they love me more than you
Cause my life is so uncertain but i really made it through
And i can't ever fold, makin all my money blue
Like i spent 4 hunnit on some bran new flus
Wit some all red bottoms, got em as my huntin shoes
I been lookin for some rats, so i let em come on through
Bouta put em in a trap while they smokin on some glue
Bet it wont take long
Fore i get some jewels
On my neck and my wrist, and my bitch look good
I just really need some one you feel me
Someone that really understands this shit you know?
I've spent way to long on this low
How bout i get a lil more high, ha
Huh, yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Uhh, Dunking in my freshman season
Smoking too loud think my dank was screaming
And i left my keys, it's fine
Took a lil pilly n a flight to ibiza
Really had to sneak in the stiiizy
Stick it in a bitch then i'll pay for a weave yeah
Never gone happen for free tho
Better look good, or make i'll make it look easy
Yeah and when i really stop breathing
You could go ahead n put my ass up in a mosoleum
Need my brothers there too
Straight up i be wit my people, up until my mf next life
And i'll intercept all on your best try
I could give a fuck if all you think i'm Not Nice
Bitch i really don't fight and i feel like Chief keef
On some Bitches that be talkin, That I DONT LIKE !
Bang Bang !
Bang Bang
Bang bang

Written by:
Alan Macias, Sam Sammani

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