"ROOT OF EVIL" lyrics
(Yo' Skinny, you wildin')
Ahh, mmm
Baby, I'm the
Baby, I'm the one, you'll never understand this
Zero the a milly, bitch, you couldn't plan this
Hundred bands quick, thumb until my fuckin' hands twitch, ayy
Shorty hit the kitchen, bitch, I need a sandwich, uh
What's up on my wrist would make a pot and pan flip
Rubber band shit
Baby, I could make the jag dip
I'm the man, bitch
I know that you know I'm him
And the Benzo way too low, I'll probably scrape the rim
I was on the curb swervin', tryna duck the grim
Police saw me, tried to catch me, but it's not gon' trim
High speed chase, duckin' all the helicopters
I'm straight though, we got hella choppers
Shorty buss it open, she tryna get knocked up
East side nigga, you beefin', get mopped up, ayy
With the work it's surgery, we just the doctors
Heard you stay with feds, my choppas is A/C
You ain't really flexin', my nigga, you ain't me
Beefin' 'bout a thot, but this pistol an XD
Said your shorty is a treesh, how I caught her in HD, ah
Nigga, it's the third time
I know that you love her, nigga, but it's sure mine
See the work at my crib, nigga, she a turbine
She ain't touchin' pounds though, nigga, she just serve dimes
Backflip the rollie did a somersault
You gon' fall like the weather when the summer halt
Gotta crawl 'fore your try to run or even walk, ayy
I know I'm the realest 'cause my money talk
When they talk to me it start to boost a niggas ego
So I fell in love with green and now my bitch is Shego
Had to cut the tree down yesterday, the root was evil
And I bet you don't want drama, choppa sing a C note, nigga
It sound like
Ah
Doctors to the shit
Ahh, mmm
Baby, I'm the
Baby, I'm the one, you'll never understand this
Zero the a milly, bitch, you couldn't plan this
Hundred bands quick, thumb until my fuckin' hands twitch, ayy
Shorty hit the kitchen, bitch, I need a sandwich, uh
What's up on my wrist would make a pot and pan flip
Rubber band shit
Baby, I could make the jag dip
I'm the man, bitch
I know that you know I'm him
And the Benzo way too low, I'll probably scrape the rim
I was on the curb swervin', tryna duck the grim
Police saw me, tried to catch me, but it's not gon' trim
High speed chase, duckin' all the helicopters
I'm straight though, we got hella choppers
Shorty buss it open, she tryna get knocked up
East side nigga, you beefin', get mopped up, ayy
With the work it's surgery, we just the doctors
Heard you stay with feds, my choppas is A/C
You ain't really flexin', my nigga, you ain't me
Beefin' 'bout a thot, but this pistol an XD
Said your shorty is a treesh, how I caught her in HD, ah
Nigga, it's the third time
I know that you love her, nigga, but it's sure mine
See the work at my crib, nigga, she a turbine
She ain't touchin' pounds though, nigga, she just serve dimes
Backflip the rollie did a somersault
You gon' fall like the weather when the summer halt
Gotta crawl 'fore your try to run or even walk, ayy
I know I'm the realest 'cause my money talk
When they talk to me it start to boost a niggas ego
So I fell in love with green and now my bitch is Shego
Had to cut the tree down yesterday, the root was evil
And I bet you don't want drama, choppa sing a C note, nigga
It sound like
Ah
Doctors to the shit
