"Branzino" lyrics
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
Woke up in the mornin' feelin' sick, I need a pill to pop
We the type to pull up with them sticks, AKs and [?] Glocks
I was feelin' fiendish, might just kill him for that pint of Wock
Know I'm gon' sip it, don't need flip it, I got hella stocks
I got hella bands, homies strapped like Taliban
I was out in France, smokin' 80's, eating branzino
You know I ordered escargot
You want smoke with me, just know yo ass get got
I heard his ass got shot
I see you on the pavement, I'll see you at yo next stop
Bitch friends with the doc' from all the scripts we was bustin'
So if you survive this surgery I'll have him pull yo plug and
Nowadays you can't trust nobody, not even yo cousin
And that bitch that you cuddlin' let the whole squad hit for nothin'
No such thing as love [?] with these itty bitty bitches
Fell in love with drank, but to the money I'm addicted
I'm a big fish, put 'em on my hit list
I'm 5150 so prolly should duck immediate
In this business, no such thing as friendship
[?] family and all my brothers is wid' it
They all Bobo, kinda slow and loco
So it don't mean shit to put this .40 to yo dome, skull, blow
[?]
Feelin' bad but it just feel so right so how can it be wrong?
Woke up in the mornin' feelin' sick, I need a pill to pop
We the type to pull up with them sticks, AKs and [?] Glocks
I was feelin' fiendish, might just kill him for that pint of Wock
Know I'm gon' sip it, don't need flip it, I got hella stocks
I got hella bands, homies strapped like Taliban
I was out in France, smokin' 80's, eating branzino
You know I ordered escargot
You want smoke with me, just know yo ass get got
Woke up in the mornin' feelin' sick, I need a pill to pop
We the type to pull up with them sticks, AKs and [?] Glocks
I was feelin' fiendish, might just kill him for that pint of Wock
Know I'm gon' sip it, don't need flip it, I got hella stocks
I got hella bands, homies strapped like Taliban
I was out in France, smokin' 80's, eating branzino
You know I ordered escargot
You want smoke with me, just know yo ass get got
I heard his ass got shot
I see you on the pavement, I'll see you at yo next stop
Bitch friends with the doc' from all the scripts we was bustin'
So if you survive this surgery I'll have him pull yo plug and
Nowadays you can't trust nobody, not even yo cousin
And that bitch that you cuddlin' let the whole squad hit for nothin'
No such thing as love [?] with these itty bitty bitches
Fell in love with drank, but to the money I'm addicted
I'm a big fish, put 'em on my hit list
I'm 5150 so prolly should duck immediate
In this business, no such thing as friendship
[?] family and all my brothers is wid' it
They all Bobo, kinda slow and loco
So it don't mean shit to put this .40 to yo dome, skull, blow
[?]
Feelin' bad but it just feel so right so how can it be wrong?
Woke up in the mornin' feelin' sick, I need a pill to pop
We the type to pull up with them sticks, AKs and [?] Glocks
I was feelin' fiendish, might just kill him for that pint of Wock
Know I'm gon' sip it, don't need flip it, I got hella stocks
I got hella bands, homies strapped like Taliban
I was out in France, smokin' 80's, eating branzino
You know I ordered escargot
You want smoke with me, just know yo ass get got
