Curly Chuck - Video Games Lyrics

Bitch I'll spit in yo face
You ain't got shit in yo bank
You ain't got shit in yo safe
My life a video game
I just get litty all day he
I'm drinking henny all day
I'll take a shit on your cake
Happy birthday
I'm in yo city yo state yelling out what he gon' say

First forty eight
First forty eight
We gon' put a nigga on the first forty eight
We know where you lay and we know where you stay
We decorate the place with your brains and your face
You drinking if you thinking that I came here to play
I came here to spray everything in the way
My gang in this bitch looking like the military you would think a nigga pulled up with a Plane and a tank
I was raised in a tank
Grenades and a shank
I rage and I blank
I blaze and I drank
I gaze and I paint
I'm raising my rank
I came in her face and she gave it a taste
I'm a psychopathic creature I'm a psychedelic teacher and I'm pricey for the feature no it Wasn't nice to meet you
Turn your t shirt to a pizza
Then I leave n catch amnesia
Marinara on your sneakers
Marijuana on my fingers hitting harder than vagita fold a nigga like fajitas fold a nigga Like adidas or some yeezys With some creases
I believe that I'm a genius I'm a leader undefeated I can read her like a CD Im gon' eat it I'm gon' beat it
I'm in Cleveland with them demons poppin' out like in a genie run up in a nigga house And catch him while he Quarantining I'm that Nigga for a reason all year four seasons Better duck every time that you see me

Bitch I'll spit in yo face
You ain't got shit in yo bank
You ain't got shit in yo safe
My life a video game
I just get litty all dayheee
I'm drinking henny all day
I'll take a shit on your cake
Happy birthday
I'm in yo city yo state yellin' out what he gon say

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