lirik lagu 1400huncho and 1400gas - tiwas dream
“a go f~ck with my brother casper
new mixtape out now
if you ain’t heard that sh~t
you probably should
if i ain’t f~cked yo b~tch
i probably could
ya heard me?
go bump that sh~t
go f~ck with us
we on the way up
money team”
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
free my brother casper bro!
ayo frenchie f~ck em up
i~i~i got pink ip in my cup
ain’t talking pink whitney
off the acid while she stripping down
i’m seeing three titties
i’m riding in that f~cking beamer
it’s a three fifty
pop the tires now the car on fire
but i keep drifting
my laptop filled with mp3’s
and bank logs
kept on hearing voices
cut my ears off with a chainsaw
casper got a black eye
cuz i hit him with a baseball
i be whipping sh~t up in the kitchen
like i shake salt
i know that don’t makе sense don’t give a f~ck though
whеn i’m cutting off yo throat
i call it cut throat
heard you got a pound of weed
i pull up with a truck load
caught a movie with my girl and got some head up in the front row
i light the blunt up in a temple
my brody selling out in the uk
but he call that sh~t some petrol
chinese b~tch
she cooking fried rice with the egg rolls
my junkie can’t be happy
‘till he take another meth bowl
eh
bryson off the bars
so i just took his back pack
fifty f~cking racks
no boy you can’t get that back
i know you robbed me
i was high though
i put that f~cking pistol to ya head
and pull the trigger leave you mind blown
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
i’ma rob my cuzzin
sippin wok and tussin
p~p~purple in my cup
i’m moving slower than a painter
had to call the reaper
cuz he thought he’d gotten famous
reaching for the skies
and asking god if hes the maker
bag the ounce of cocaine
then i sell it to the mayor
i’m about my bread and bout my lettuce just like i’m a vegan (bread!)
shawty wanna ride the boat ain’t worried about the seamen
i just popped 2 different percs, and now i’m feeling like a demon
seen brysons got a neckalce, i take it then i beat him
homie got locked up cuz of three different robberies
if i catch gas
i’ma shoot him where he’s ought to be
smoking on propane
but a n0body as exotic as me
homie selling sticks
(selling what?)
just like he picked trapping hockey
white boy, they thinkin flexicution
i’ma k!ll the beat, this an execution
got sticks round me like a revolution
had to check my brother out the institution
well the problems clear with no 1 solution
this a new year make some resolutions
they like my music, getting rested to it
i’f i didn’t produce it get to restitution
disrespect’ll get an ex to shooting
know he dead, but his head was moving
dead body laying all in my vision
gotta ask myself what was i doing
what was my contribution
i’m the star, and ain’t no substitution
alcohol to give the busses movement
everytime i take more than one
i wake up in public looking f~cking stupid
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