Testo Thoughts in a Cully - Rimzee
Testo della canzone Thoughts in a Cully (Rimzee), tratta dall'album The Archives Deluxe
SRB separation confirmed
Coming up on staging the burnout of the twin
Solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds
Yo, uh
Top boy before Sully, gettin' forced in this colly (Facts)
Gettin' to this money, I used to hit 'em like Murray
Graduated trap school, didn't skip college (No)
My pistol got whistle on it
Find a strip, put some bricks up on it (Ah)
Pull up in a Cayenne (Skrrt)
My lil' nigga shoot you from where I am
Who put batteries in their back? Nigga, I am (Facts)
I ain't regular, got fiends in my cellular (Grr)
My glee got more men than a seminar
I'm in this Lamb' truck speedin' (Ah)
She swallowin' my semen (Ah)
AP skelly on, I'm fightin' demons
Uh, the block, I feed them, they're squeezin' for no reason
I won't half-step, I'm knee-deep in (True story)
I put you niggas in the air, Rick Owens with the flares (Spill)
I turn circles into squares (Owens)
Niggas lyin' in the captions, I break dinners into fractions
Still need a mansion, I got me the pump action
I got power like 50 (I do)
Came up, brick phone in the lizzy
I put mashes in my town, I ain't tricky (Nah)
Came from estates, I get busy with the 'caine (I do)
With the MAC, I might turn into Usher, I make it rain (Grrah)
I don't dance to vinyl (No)
My jewellery dancin' like Michael (Ice, ice, ice)
Soldiers wrappin' up, I pay niggas more than Tidal (Hahaha)
Them niggas cap rappers (Liars)
I'm a banger and a trap rapper (Check my CV)
I pack the tool, boy
I've been sellin' crack since a schoolboy (Facts)
Shmurda shoot, we had two joints (Grrah)
I mean three of them (Wallahi)
It would've been me and them
I'll put you on the news like CNN (Alas)
Uh, tell them stop snitchin'
Glock grippin' (Ah)
I got it out the sink, I ain't washin' dishes (Never)
Came up off a stone, I'm a rockstar (Trap boy)
Wax up, mashed, I can't pull it on no podcast
Where would I be without this crack, baby?
I'm a trap baby (Hustle)
I need this cake like a fat lady
I got my funds bigger when I got my guns bigger
Run from me if they ain't runnin' with us (Grrah)
Uh, it weren't a plan, my nigga
Had me in the can, my nigga
Tore my burden, hugged it, I'm a stand-up nigga (I am)
I'm an honourable man, my nigga
They snitchin' on the stand, my nigga
Them boys, they ain't gang, my nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Carns Hill, Arielle Haynes, Ricardo Miles-fuller
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