Timeless Lyrics

I've seen them dead off pills I've seen them fainting and the feds giving

bruises We don't got no bales

Check start boosting accounts start to fill the dope

Start moving minds and mouths for real Fold cash for cards it's soothing

I told her how to chill There's a gold stash in my heart

And I'm cooling her off and put her in my will

Four, five, six, seven, eight legs Until the brain is one of its own

Nine fucking albums I still haven't bought a home

Time after time he said his tracks will get sold

But how you gonna do that when you still have a soul

Just bought a fucking two-pack I'm off of what he chose

All I know is stop because that just makes me go you cold or

Not let me be a coat on your shoulders Is what the so-called spirit told me when

I got older Lisa Car like Mona feel just how I pour

Dealing out to vultures Stealing final culture peeling off some pillars

Give me all the buildings Museum Ben Stiller

Stiller than sleeping children Kill her with what's realer

He said he got millions We don't care about each other

She think I never feel her Why you never stay down and undercover

Is why you can't treat her like me I try not to stutter for the content

Gear switch, speaker, create mosh pits

Heaters over hot bitches with a river down her thigh legs

She got a cock trippin' Dock a yacht, your little boat

Is like a sock to my linen pockets Never fold my rubber bands

Aren't for pregnancy, they're forbidden I give her bread

Cause she got dummy head like chickens Know what I said is what I said

No feds in my clips, the clips in the feds I'm from a planet that's different

Preachers told me Satan will rot in the bushes

And if you switch to him then you get it It is the beating they made sound timeless

Bombard diamonds, top chart, my hit Cock an AK then arch her back

Fill her with white out the dick

Lisa Car like, Mona feel just how I pour up

Dealing out to vultures, ceiling Final culture, peeling off some pillars

Give me all the buildings Museum Ben Stiller

Stiller than sleeping children Kill her with what's realer

He said he got millions We don't care about each other

She think I never feel her Why you never stay down and undercover

Is why you can't treat her like me I try not to stutter for the content

Gear switch, speaker, create mosh pits

Heaters over hot bitches with a river down her thigh legs

She got a cock tripping, dock a yacht Your little boat is like a sock to my linen pockets

Never fold my rubber bands, aren't for pregnancy They're forbidden I give her bread

Cause she got dummy head like chickens Know what I said is what I said

No feds in my clips, the clips in the feds I'm from a planet that's different

Preachers told me Satan will rot in the bushes And if you switch to him then you get it

It is the beating they made sound timeless Bombard diamonds, top chart, my hit

Cock an AK then arch her back Fill her with white out the dick