Ms Donna Crib Lyrics

Picture a nigga hiding

You can find me right at Ms Donna's

Kevin Durant

Step back plant and shot em

Melanin tint

Can't stick around for the outcome

Life of an outlaw

Feel like Makaveli the Don

Mining on a diamond comet just to flood out the charm

Songbird under my arm

Pirate radio

Hyjack ya stereo From bullshit you on

Me & VeRs got the sound of the streets

Laid down in a week

Locked in the studio wit hash oil and kief

Name hold weight when I'm dolo I'm traveling deep

Like a sideline pass from Mahomes to Tyreek

Rip ya face off

Make it hard to open the sheets

Choices come wit invoices and that talkin ain't cheap

Black gloves

Black glock

Black way of thought

Black & white suit outta court

When you beat the charge

Peep the odds

Weigh up the risk

Push the clip in

Wanna gamble wit ya own life

Push the chips in

You might win Big you might lose Big

Picture a nigga hiding

You can find me right at Ms Donna's

Testing out the strength of the chinas

This straight drop raw nigga rap increase commas

The streets we keep silent

Cause they using music in cases My songs laced with insinuated blanketed statements

Mixed wit details

Placed in different arrangements

Put ya paper against mines you couldn't trace it

I fly through the universe in a spaceship that transforms like a Michael Bay flick

The best of Roy Ayers on the playlist

Fur from an alien beast down to my waist kicks

Jordan number 6

VeRs in the command station

Chops wit surgeon precision never hand shaking

Like a man who damn hating

Had plans to take over the lands

Story of my life would win awards in Cannes

Festivals

You rather have loyalty or be respectable

That's the question for you

Choose wisely