[JEEPER$]
Baby, I'm twisted up
Baby, I'm twisted up
[3rd Ave D]
Twist it up
[Shado-Prince]
Twisted
[JEEPER$]
Baby I'm twisted up
[Shado-Prince]
Twisted
[3rd Ave D]
Baby, come twist it up
[Shado-Prince]
Twisted
[3rd Ave D]
Baby, come twist it up
[JEEPER$]
Twist it up
Twist it up
Aye, homie, I'm twisted up
Give me the gin and go mix it up
Sippin’ Kibe out a double cup
Been needing some time to let my mind relax
Candles be lit while I'm running a bath
Bumping some Enya to dwell on the past
This can't be it, cause I ain't going back
Call up Diablo like, “Dawg, I'm obsessin”
Can’t even blow clouds without seeing a message
Stars in my head be bridging connections
Jesus H. Christ, dawg my brain’s so impressive
Tricked my own self, I'm a littlе offended
All depеnds on a full moon or crescent
Most shit I say is highly suggestive
Can tuck up the blicky, I'll still be progressive
Ride around town with the same old bones, Been keepin all my time on the cellular phone
On my same ol’ game, but I got a new dome
Still Detroit motor on the same ol’ roads
Walk around here with the same ol’ dip
Talkin' my talk with the same ol’ glib
Keepin' to the cut on the same ol’ shit
In the passenger seat, got a brand new bitch
Still tellin' all my city to suck my whole dick
Fuck the whole family, the grammy and kids
BUXX country, baby, your panties get pissed
DANGERHOUSE bitch, BT on the flip
[Divine F.]
Feel like I'm in Vegas
Yea right on the strip
Occasions like this
I’m extending the clips
Extending the mag
The clips for the cash
And video clips with a dime by my hip
I'm only here once
So I sip what I sip
Whether it's straight or
Something that's mixed
Pregaming, crossfaded
Already blitzed
Hit ‘em so hard
The opps fumblin quick
We rise as they fall
From their Freudian slips
Super Bowl dance
Then we're off to the Ritz
Drinkin like champs
And our rings better fit
The tactic is sound
Don’t you dare contradict me—
That’s like goin against the Tao
I seen infinity
To exceed my upper bounds
Syncing synergies
Is where my trinity was found
Rollin up in threes
Smokin trees on higher ground
Mary J., Yoshi (Yo, she)
Gone lead to burning pounds
Hotboxin G’s
Gone need another round
Go green, hulky
They've seen me bash the town
Wise like Penny
Believe, I'm bout to clown
Aye
[JEEPER$]
Ride around town with the same old bones, Been keepin all my time on the cellular phone
On my same ol’ game, but I got a new dome
Still Detroit motor on the same ol’ roads
Walk around here with the same ol’ dip
Talkin' my talk with the same ol’ glib
Keepin' to the cut on the same ol’ shit
In the passenger seat, got a brand new bitch
Still tellin' all my city to suck my whole dick
Fuck the whole family, the grammy and kids
BUXX country, baby, your panties get pissed
DANGERHOUSE bitch, BT on the flip
[Sie Yung]
It’s that narcoleptic
That one hit death wish
That Luke Skywalker
Up on the guest list
Perfect attendance
Yes, I'm present
On that oil and I’m passed the limit
Team 300 and we goin’ relentless
On everything twice
Tomorrow a blemish
Stay on that mission
That GTA
Just to run the bag up and fade away
Tote them big toys if you came to play Pockets on steroids to the grave
Never paranoid when we're on the way Superman is dead, bitch, can’t be save
Yung too cool to throw shade
Self-made, that's all I know
Yung with the sick flow
Sometimes an asshole
That’s how the story goes
Road to glory mode
With the Heisman pose
Been stuck on go
With the slow mo
When I roll the hydro
Eyes low pro
From the cosmo
Triple double
Stretch the muscle
Aggressive with the hustle
Who fumble
Haters always on my Huevo’s
If it ain't about the peso
Adios, talk to the ghosts
Red flag if you’re broke
So on that note
Deuces, that’s all folks!
Ha ha
[Shado-Prince]
I'm getting twisted
While you're double down tipsy
All-around same old
Good time type ish
Shado-Prince with JEEPER$
On the track that you're listening
3rd Ave D, Sie Yung, MFB all up in the mix
Like my sake and gin, that Terror Squad mix mixin’
Aye
Mixin’, mixin’, mixin’, mixin’, mixin’, mixin’, mixin’
Mixin’
[JEEPER$]
Ride around town with the same old bones, Been keepin all my time on the cellular phone
On my same ol’ game, but I got a new dome
Still Detroit motor on the same ol’ roads
Walk around here with the same ol’ dip
Talkin' my talk with the same ol’ glib
Keepin' to the cut on the same ol’ shit
In the passenger seat, got a brand new bitch
Still tellin' all my city to suck my whole dick
Fuck the whole family, the grammy and kids
BUXX country, baby, your panties get pissed
DANGERHOUSE bitch, BT on the flip