1011 Lyrics

I could wreck ya face just by blowin all the grape out

It's a different place you ain't seen my summer safe house

We on a boat they was busy flippin copy's, hey now

I saw the moment for a moment but it went away now

We was tryna start a revolution, we was just a kid

I plead the 40 to ya homie when he suffering

I drink the pain away and smoke that Colorado mid

She get stuck until I counter from that Counterfeit

I could roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could roll the face

I might just own the place

Put that all up on a plate

And hey whats the hoe I pay

It's more like a throw away

And this beat a throw away

When it rain it snow away

I don't want that clover, the clover dead and snow on my face

Ill look like a colder way

All up on my lowercase

Don't wana know my name?

And I pop the color too

And help out my brother too

And I help the homies and myself until It's comfortable

You know its true

I just moved out again

Playin chess

Roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could roll the face just for all my mad representers

I could keep it laced, all up on my sad representers

I could wreck ya face just by blowin all the grape out

It's a different place you ain't seen my summer safe house

We on a boat they was busy flippin copy's, hey now

I saw the moment for a moment but it went away now

We was tryna start a revolution, we was just a kid

I plead the 40 to ya homie when he suffering

I drink the pain away and smoke that Colorado mid

She get stuck until I counter from that Counterfeit