fuckin aye

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Creature featuring Twiztid & Rittz

From Album "Mongrel'' Released 2013

Creature Featuring Twiztid & Rittz

LYRICS:
im getting paper like times on the end of my glock 18 there is a light
on the end of my ak bitch, i keep a knife
hoe im feeling like bane how i break a bitch spine huh
rappers best get with the times if you sending a message bitch i dont reply
we steady puffing on medical 
why am i so fucking goated cant even deny

im smoking green jalepeno just made about 3005 like gambino
im making hits great bambino
im stealing shots like a freethrow
im taking chains like im debo 
bitch my beam the same color as rio
im dodging bullets like neo
i got an O i need 3 tho
i need me 3 blunts like im greedo
i hit the blunt i cant mf breathe tho

choppa like a broom how ya team get swept
shawty wanna fuck but i swear we just met
too on the ball like im playing for the mets
that boy fake his personality a rep
move like a tightrope, watch how he step
i heard what they be on and that aint no threat
bitch im coming at all of their necks like im strep
you aint even got no set yeah

im getting bread like a lease
if you got money they all want a piece
bitch i keep my head down because i like the peace
this shit too hot like a 1000 degrees
like all of that shit i can see
bitch i was born with the team
bitch i was born with a beam
theres nothing that is as it seems
im steady puffing the green
i had to blow off some steam

im running this hoe like a damn supervisor
808 make this bitch jump energizer
im flowing like water my wrist like a geyser
keeping your mouth shut cant be any wiser
got louis v goggles i look like a diver
im puffing on diesel i feel like the driver
when it come to this shit there aint nobody fire
i keep a blade on my hip like im meyers

me and the mob on the move finna stunt again
glock made him shuffle he doing the running man
dont hit my line if you asking for funds again dont hit my line cause im out of the fucks to give
dissing my opps and i know they cant stomach it, dissing on x2 im knowing they fronting then
pull out the chopper percussion like pots and pans every shot that you sent didnt FUCKING LAND

had to plot out a whole plan
my flow Beretta that bitch never jam
im keeping metal like basketball stands that put you underground underneath all the sand
got big drums i aint talking no band
if he got sum to say then hes gon meet my hand
all that shit you been saying dont make you no man
karmamob up and we aint finna land

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