hcapd

many men has met his fate

murder i premeditate

the world is low

the devil waits so i stay high as heaven gates

see i'm on it everyday

minutes never go to waste

if ain't no profit on the way then we cannot negotiate

scripture texts for holy sakes

who's tellin' what the lord will say

until that day

i'll be tunnel vision on the paper chase

odd future

fuck your feelings

check the score we fuckin' winnin'

check the list we in the building

stupid swag

paris hilton

more potential

you's a liar

step up we will crucify ya

head first

yea it's going down like a scuba diver

need the fire

i'll supply ya

put the hire on the block

swag on deck

if you need it i be overstocked

i'm a brother man with a swagger from the motherlands

it tells my hands and rubs my glands

i'm i'll as fuck

bitch fuck your mans

chingy chong

i'm in japan

chinch and chong wrapped in seran

keep the bong hash in my canister

i'm headed where it's handed first

domo rollin' up

left brain already smokin'

you smell that loud ounce? mary jane has already spoken

my shades on

bitch i'm lokin'

no need for aggravations

cause a fake nigga in his death bed will be fuckin' collaboratin'

kush escaped without a roller

high roller

no time for strollers

made it stoned because i'm workin' over

too many posers tryin' to rob my bowl

i'm pretty sure tyler will represent it

i fell asleep before you bitch niggas present it

i'm fuckin' authentic

remember it

you motherfuckers pretending

me and leggo just skate at the mall

next thing you know wildin' out at watch the throne

i had a dead phone so i gave that little nigga my cam

he snapped that shit

the motherfuckers went ham

like miss piggy cunt around kermit

i'm like how many fucks can i get a day?

fuck respect

i'd rather hang myself on the wall with a noose on neck

before i change to fit in your block

so i'll make sure i cannot fit in a house

and i hate genres

fuck hip hop with their searching cop high top flip flops

in the middle of the winter

y'all like fuck them kids

like a weird babysitter might say

no diggity

i'm still tryin' to find it but i lost it somewhere in austin

in a creek with dawson and this vegan bitch tryin' to eat my sausage

that sounds awesome

fuck these parties

i'm real awkward

i stand there

i don't know what to do man

i'd rather be at home with my crew and my new rooms

staring at my brand new moonman

listening to mf doom and wooh da kid and bricksquad 1017

shout out to waka

rest in peace slim

golf wang motherfuckin' triple six we is 3 twins

free my little nigga sweatshirt

gay name stitched into my sweatshirt

bow down until your motherfuckin' neck hurt

respect me. do we run shit? nigga

yes indeed

cheesh and chong

i need a bong

but i do have friends who got weed that's strong

i need and hockey

ping pong

a mini ramp

throwing that tramp on a trampoline

nigga fuck the team

hey

i'm just playin'

i love you niggas

i hate these niggas

fuck these niggas

fuck everybody who doubted me

the only ones i care about's the ones that surround me

odd future!

fuck all you industry niggas man

y'all see me at parties

start comin' up sayin'

we must collab" i don't fuck with none of you niggas