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[Verse 1: CARL]
Got my hands on the bread
Simply orange juice
With the ham and the eggs
Bloody murder beats, pots and pans end up dead
When they ask who did it
Just say the man with the dreads
Who dat?
That's like half of my city right?
Whole for the 90
Or half for the fiddy right?
Deals for the bros
Outsiders get pity
And it's like that
Til I got a milli and a pretty wife
And cire got the fire
The product
When was the last time my nigga sold sawbucks
Cruisin down lake shore
The birds got awestruck, flocked up
Don't slack kid, pick ya cards up
We ain't gon hold em back
This ain't texas, hold racks
Cause I'm so intact
These ain't bread-sticks
Whole loaf in my pocket
Right next to the planet, right next to my chopsticks
Sushi on the coochie
When I come out the cockpit
You flyin first class
Then thats good for my profit
Guzzle this cock spit
Brain worthy of doctrate
And that was explicit
That's how I concoct it
I'm mixin these juices
It's mixin my optic
Im chewin italian
I'm sippin on scottish
I call up an angel, the devil's on conference
I hung the line and
I hung up my conscience
And now I'm dead
[Hook: CARL]
Bodies dropped
Molliwhopped
On zombie shots
Prolly off these oxycots
See cops
We rocking off these blocks x2
[Bridge: CARL]
All my life
I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead
Shower
[Verse 2: CARL]
They told me this world was ours
And water produces flowers
But I be producing fire
So all my flowers are dyin
Ain't never been into no gardenin
Regime be the army I'm the sergeant
When we marching
Bombardin the seas
Bitches beggin for me like pardons
Like excuse me excuse me
I'm awfully woozy
As hard as crew clippin locks off of fujis
I'm partially harsh part godly and groovy
And brawny these niggas can't scar me or bruise me
These niggas hardly amuse me
Scotch to the brim zan bars n jacuzzis
Walk through the fog it's a movie
These niggas spittin I'm hockin these loogies
I never thought i'd ever really fail
But I'm came round n did it for my niggas in a cell
For my niggas on the block
For my niggas back in hell
For niggas up in heaven
Man we did it for ourselves
Like uhh
[Hook: CARL]
Bodies dropped
Molliwhopped
On zombie shots
Prolly off these oxycots
See cops
We rocking off these blocks x2
[Bridge: CARL]
All my life
I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead
Shower
Credits
Qari

Qari

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