Samuraigrim - Outthemix

I'm in the stu pourin elixir
And poppin em zans let's hope I don't forget ya
They know I stay outta the mixture
They only see me when I post on em pictures
I'm floating at 5 in the mornin
I'm calling you up when I'm on the way home
I'm sippin on red no rum gotta whole lotta hoes gon set you up
Got a whole lotta hoes ain't nun to send one go set up ya bro
They go step on my toes
I spilled my lean but pour another 4
Spilled the lean on my clothes
Pour up another 4 then get to rollin
Annie bleed out her nose
It's 4 in the morning and more lines she wants
Pull up on him with the trunk in the front
These niggas been capping I'm calling they front
The Killas that's with me keep plenty of them guns
Mix him with the grabba the spark him up
They wanna be down they wanna switch sides but they ain't gon die with us
I'm in my own lane I'm switching gears na they can't fly with us
I'm in the stu and I pour they elixir I pop a lil xan to forget ya
They only see when I post onna pictures they know I'm way outta that mixture
I'm rollin at 5 in the mornin putting more of the za inside of my lungs
It's a whole lotta red in my cup no rum na they cannot ride causeway ain't enough room
I'm the man on the moon pop these they change ya mood
Pour a 4 in a Fanta for 2
I'm running with my third eye wide
I run with a few of my guys
Just like the iceman we put em on ice
Freeze him up from the inside
And i see the fraud in your eye don't come on this side you ain't ready to die
Pull up like a thief in the night the reaper I'm taking his soul when it's time
They know that I'm dying for mine detonate shit oh yea like a mine
Keep filling me up I'll be fine
Pouring more fours up and it's only 5
Oh now it's a problem you mess with my slime
I told em that we gonna slide
We bussin his buddy up at the same time
Something like a synchronize
I'm poppin these zans let's hope I don't forget you
I'm fucking on different hoes why do I miss you
Ya mans kissing bullets he under the mistle
I run with the demons ain't nothing to get you
I'm up in the stu and I pour the elixir nah they won't see me unless it is a picture
They notice that I been way outta that mixture it's a snake in the grass and boy I hear the hissin
My third eye is open boy I'm onna mission
I roll with the demons ain't nothin to get ya
We dump him and leave his body with the fishes
Sippin a whole lotta red in the pitcher
I'm sippin elixir ain't pourin no moet
Whenever we pull up we got all the hoes
It's 5 in the morning I'm pouring it up and I'll never go yawnin
I'm headed up to the moon and I'm wondering right over yonder
You could come and bring your carry on

Written by:
idas benjamin

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