PALM SWEATER Lyrics

I represent destruction nigga, death, mayhem, murder and madness nigga, you try me you gon

die, you try the squad you gon' die, a slow death, torture, cut your pickers out, your

dick out, broomstick up the ass, I'm out with all that shit nigga, you got the right man

Out of town trying find a lane with that mike Vick

Play with mines on a play beat his ass like I'm ice pick

Get a Hitman for that soft I'll rock it up I got the mix

All and all i make it back in a pair of white sticks

Need to find the juice man and them off white brick

I be running round with neph you would think my name Rick

Surround myself round Allstar should change my name to rich

Call the card jaiswan cause them pieces always hit

Cuh could've been a writer he so quick to write a script

From them five to them thirty even on them Vicodin's

Ain't gotta question cuh about the pape I know the site gone hit

ReLoad track one and track two then I'm a slide again

All a nigga know is ALL PRESSURE that's the mob I'm in

Tell yo nigga to get Batman or I'm rob him

The streets had me at my lowest I know not to knock a lick

It's hard as hell to be legit that's why I ride around with switch

We be racing to them millions

By any means I gotta get it

Niggaz so facade and my niggaz stand on business

Heard them niggaz won't the sauce but you gotta pay the ticket

Ain't catch me in the trenches

Hit my cuh for the subscription

Feel like this 07 cause I'm wop about that kitchen

This some top shelf don't condone midget

My 10's was going for 25 back when rose was a piston

Before any pandemic

Ain't need Trump for the bandemic

This ALL PRESSURE

Hanes did you niggaz shirt this a palm sweater

Hands be itching every day I think my palm special

Heard ops dissing in them songs they gotta come better

Me and Scrill talk so much shit don't know who talk wetter