One Eye Willy Songtext
Rich slime
Yeah
(KapeThaGoat)
In the trap and I'm toting on two K's
On the block, man you know that I'm street made
Fuck with me then you gonna' get cremated
One eye so you know I can't see straight
Twenty-two shots, I'm shooting like Cdai
A hundred thousand man it feel like my b-day
Yeah
(KapeThaGoat)
In the trap and I'm toting on two K's
On the block, man you know that I'm street made
Fuck with me then you gonna' get cremated
One eye so you know I can't see straight
Twenty-two shots, I'm shooting like Cdai
A hundred thousand man it feel like my b-day
I ain't never had no shit up on leeway
I'm in Maryland and I'm posted with [?]
Online shop, I'm trapping like eBay
Two Glocks in the car on the e-way
I been trapping, man a nigga had pre-paids
Shit, I'ma shooter, he ain't getting no leeway
These niggas talking shit but that's what the streets say
Yo soy the richest slime, don't know about the cheap way
Crip partner going up on the c-day
Crip bitch and I told the hoe c-safe
GD partner going up on the g-day
A lot of choppers on me, know I'm gon' be safe
Bad days, had to pray on the court date
Twin Glocks, finna' get this shit both ways
G-9 but you know this shit throwaway
I be flying on the PJ just like Soul Plane
High stakes cause' i remember them old days
John Doe nigga, now he a no name
Yeah, rich slime I lost my partner and it fucked with my membrane
I pounce on niggas and that shit make me insane
Just smoked that nigga, now that nigga a new strain
Got chains around my neck I feel like I'm Kinte
That stick be hitting niggas, giving them temp fades
My choppper kicking, that shit like a Sensei
I'm a master, man I'm something like Sensei
Get a lot of rackies, get it the quick way
My niggas running around, it feel like a field day
Got a hundred bands on me, I feel like I'm Bill Gates
I'm fucking on these bitches, I feel like Ray J
These niggas lame as fuck, these niggas some no names
I'm going brazy in this shit like the old ways
I'm off of all these drugs, I feel like the old days
I'm trapping on the block, I post at the four-way
In the trap and I'm toting on two K's
On the block, man you know that I'm street made
Fuck with me then you gonna' get cremated
One eye so you know I can't see straight
Twenty-two shots, I'm shooting like Cdai
A hundred thousand man it feel like my b-day
I ain't never had no shit up on leeway
I'm in Maryland and I'm posted with [?]
Online shop, I'm trapping like eBay
Two Glocks in the car on the e-way
I been trapping, man a nigga had pre-paids
Shit, I'ma shooter, he ain't getting no leeway
These niggas talking shit but that's what the streets say
Yo soy the richest slime, don't know about the cheap way
Crip partner going up on the c-day
Crip bitch and I told the hoe c-safe
I'm in Maryland and I'm posted with [?]
Online shop, I'm trapping like eBay
Two Glocks in the car on the e-way
I been trapping, man a nigga had pre-paids
Shit, I'ma shooter, he ain't getting no leeway
These niggas talking shit but that's what the streets say
Yo soy the richest slime, don't know about the cheap way
Crip partner going up on the c-day
Crip bitch and I told the hoe c-safe
GD partner going up on the g-day
A lot of choppers on me, know I'm gon' be safe
Bad days, had to pray on the court date
Twin Glocks, finna' get this shit both ways
G-9 but you know this shit throwaway
I be flying on the PJ just like Soul Plane
High stakes cause' i remember them old days
John Doe nigga, now he a no name
Yeah, rich slime I lost my partner and it fucked with my membrane
I pounce on niggas and that shit make me insane
Just smoked that nigga, now that nigga a new strain
Got chains around my neck I feel like I'm Kinte
That stick be hitting niggas, giving them temp fades
My choppper kicking, that shit like a Sensei
I'm a master, man I'm something like Sensei
Get a lot of rackies, get it the quick way
My niggas running around, it feel like a field day
Got a hundred bands on me, I feel like I'm Bill Gates
I'm fucking on these bitches, I feel like Ray J
These niggas lame as fuck, these niggas some no names
I'm going brazy in this shit like the old ways
I'm off of all these drugs, I feel like the old days
I'm trapping on the block, I post at the four-way
In the trap and I'm toting on two K's
On the block, man you know that I'm street made
Fuck with me then you gonna' get cremated
One eye so you know I can't see straight
Twenty-two shots, I'm shooting like Cdai
A hundred thousand man it feel like my b-day
I ain't never had no shit up on leeway
I'm in Maryland and I'm posted with [?]
Online shop, I'm trapping like eBay
Two Glocks in the car on the e-way
I been trapping, man a nigga had pre-paids
Shit, I'ma shooter, he ain't getting no leeway
These niggas talking shit but that's what the streets say
Yo soy the richest slime, don't know about the cheap way
Crip partner going up on the c-day
Crip bitch and I told the hoe c-safe
