Directions ft. KidPony, Yash & Remy Vera Lyrics

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I said t.r.i. gang

We, are, high, HANG

Top shelf, bitch on the pedestal

Lower the mower on top of the menace

Still goin and flowin' like y'all never seen

Bitch on my dick, crawl in her spleen

Prick talkin' shit, call up the team

Stick to the script cause I'm drawin' the dream

Pencil is sharpened I've got no eraser

Senses is sharpened I've stopped with the favors

And lessons is taught but I'm droppin' the major

Confessin' the target and mockin' the wager

Dollar and dollar and dollar again

Pussy and pussy and mar-i-ju-ana

I holler and holler and holler AGAIN

But see you fussy, I'm carin' your honor, I

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Stare at my phone but the screen always blurry

I think its my eyes

My vision is perfect, thats why I'm surprised

You purposely lie like you PAID to do it

Actin' out lies but your plays are stupid

Haze, kush I want ALL-a-that

Molly consumin' the MUSHroom caps

Rollin' puff puff then pass, I'm always (buh) Bustin' at

These pussies don't trust in cats

Puttin' my faith in myself

I'm fully invested I don't need no help

Oh well, my brain is infested with thoughts about hell

And heaven I can't really tell

Which way to go so I can't go back now

Find you lost in my town, tossin' around in bed

Take these directions I found instead

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Y'all motherfuckers must be out yo' mind (mind)

To step to me, ya'll some specs to me

I'm Goliath, y'all David, I triumph

Y'all hatin' is fine cause we waitin' in silence

To run up on any nigga that defy us

Don't believe me then try us, PUSSY

All of my homies is riders, PUSSY

I'll take your bitch slide inside of that pussy

I dick her then kick her right outta the CRIBO

Roll up a gotti, I'm facin' it prolly

Not definite less someone throwin' up on it

Who got the lean, finna pour up some on it

I'm stumblin' fallin' if I hit the ground

Quick to just pick up where I left I'm bound

Toppin' the charts if I aim never miss it

A misfit, but won't be another statistic, I

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What's good with the shit

Finna dog it

Get that nut off, hit this beat doggy-style

I don't know how many times I done said

Fuck with me once, be the last time you will

I been fuckin' the world since 1-9-9-6

I laugh at you pricks, and the one life you live

Cause I'm on my fifth, tired of this

Fire inside of this body I'm in and i'm ready to blow

I'm the bomb

Word to KidPone, word to Dejuan

Young Horus I'm on it, but not every time

Like a bitch when she on to me ridin' my cock

It's a switch up

Like I'm playin' with 'P.O.H.D'

But you niggas oblivious, why even bo-ther

With you nicks that's a waste of a line

And some time, and I got way too much on my mind, so I

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