hobknocker - cubensis lyrics
(yo, put in on dow*)
[xatokai]
switchblade in the back of my pocket
you know i’m in for the profit, i always aim to get my money up stupid n*ggas only be looking to get they funny up
if i see em come around they know they getting muddied up
don’t give a f*ck
i’ll pop out on like any n*gga, keep it tucked on waistline, you know i am not f*cking wit the play time
you can’t rhyme, you know i’m only riding wit the best, got the foo foo n*ggas stressed, i’m on the block and never need a vest
introduce a n*gga face into my timberland
i got my oppas shivering, they’ll never play wit me again
walk into the party and my diamonds glistening, he wasn’t listening when i told him i’m boutta up it on him
think about me so much that i’m prolly in ya dreams, rockin old supreme, while i’m takin a shot of jim beam, you switched teams so now i think it’s justified to make ya f*ckin b*tch cream, you know i’ll take ya life away on live stream (aye, aye, aye, aye)
[eddison]
aye
b*tch i hop out the beam
aye
b*tch i walk out the beam
big steppa, and i’m big double d
big steppa in my louis v/supreme
i can’t walk, watch out, i might slip
from the 9*5*4, b*tch we still on f*ck sh*t
gang gang, if you ain’t gang you can’t hang
you so broke, what you on for?
noctvrnl gang, its what ya b*tch say
i’m sippin drank, put my whole three in a lemonade
b*tch on my d*ck, aye
because i’m cool, aye
finna pop up on this pill like ooh, aye
i’m in the same d*mn sh*t that i been in, p*ssy
imma pull up on yo b*tch, she gon suck up on me, suck up on me
gang
from the 9*5*4 to the n*y*c
b*tch it’s big double d
[lil darkie]
me and my boys in nyc, and we poppin sh*t
i walk into the rick owens store, cuz i’m coppin sh*t
rick owens shorts, big pockets, i be droppin sh*t
take that n*gga out of the photo, we be croppin sh*t
big bands, big pile of money, with the opulence
everytime i ride the subway, hop it, they ain’t stop us once
everytime i ride the subway, leave a sticker on the seat
dark liquor, brown liquor, i like all my liquor sweet
i smoke grabba*leaf, not so swisher sweets
i’ll take a bacon egg and cheese, don’t be cheap with the meat
it’s 3am, but a n*gga starving and he gotta eat
i’m smoking so much weed that the stars are not that far to me
i’m sorry, b*tch ass n*gga, huh, pardon me
didn’t see ya there, i guess you’re just hard to see
lil darkie, that’s a tough act, hard to beat
i see them tryna spit, but this rappin sh*t’s a part of me
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