MINDLESS ONES! ft. BIG CHROMIE & AK-ACE Lyrics

I spit heat, my bars are hot, they kinda hurting me

Sipping off the cap, cone, might dome an enemy

Cannon taking flicks, body bag, no concern to me

Sipping up a cap, call mike, dome, an entity

Fien teen itching, scream, mean need some nicotine

Need one cig, cigarette, and some Hennessy

Let me eat, just a little bit, can I have a piece

It's steak meat, green peace, gotta feed the block

Keep the code lock, I come with no thoughts

A mindless when I keep my toes crossed

My mind lost, I'll grab the gun

A gun or gun, a run or run, shooters having fun

Eating Cheetos, baked burritos, it kinda hurt my tongue

A rumble stub, a combo rub, a stubble rug

Tripping over the shoes, you might drop your

stuff

Oh shit, I just kicked a kid in the face

I didn't mean to do it, he was just in my way

Better move, better groove, bouta slay

Match the fate, match the pate, match the match

He just passed away

Try to wake up, I don't even have the effort

Stare at the ceiling, daydream in heavy weather

Pitter patter, the raindrops fall together

Act like they are race cars, but one is faster

My drop flopped and so I changed my sweater

I walk outside, the brisket air is so much

better

Spark up a joint, looking at the scenery

Come here at night, the stars are glistening

Got so high, pass the weed, smoke the tree

I am a fucking fien, I need the green

I'm on the scene

I ain't got bars compared to a Nic fien

That is Dookie

I'm a dirty Jew, aka Dick in you

I be smoking while she be choking too

Bitches trying to find the mind to play

But I'm smarter than the ivory way uh

Call me Dr. Dre, I'm cooking up a chronic

Vodka without the juice

Cause I ain't gonna vomit,

I rhyme hoes like Dr. Seuss

One bitch, two bitch, dead bitch, new bitch,

New trick, big dick, kinda thick, with the drip,

let me hit Skirt spin, bras unbid, was he thin?

Leaving hoes house a little naked

Don't know what happened hoe,

I'm trying to make it

Uh

Worried, probably gonna be mad I'm a little hung over, 4.25 GPA

Gonna cover,

Make it by every day

Try not to cut myself

The intentional way uh

I'm a communist, this dick communal

And danish pipes harder than a Peter Piper

Screeching the louder than the windshield wiper

On a sunny day, Sunday, Sunay, all my friends are gay