50 Bars - COMETHAZINE

Bitch, you trippin', you need to stay in your place

Ho, stay in your place before it get serious

But can you drop it to the floor?

I’m just curious

She suck on this dick for so long, she delirious

Don’t fuck with 12, they be actin' mysterious

I’m really snappin' on this song, are you hearin' this?

Amiri jeans and McQueen, I be wearin' it (Yeah)

I wear it once, you niggas be sharin' it

I blow the money, you niggas be sparin' it

Nike Air Force, got every pair in it

Weed nuggets, got some colorful hair in it

Homework, I was rippin' and tearin' it

At home, workin', I was flippin' and sellin' it

Deliveryman, I was shippin' and mailin' it

Piss test, um, I’m failin' it

Dump the whole clip and I won’t leave a shell in it (Ayy)

Dug your own hole and your stupid ass fell in it

I smoke gas pack all day, bet the neighbors be smellin' it

I tote AK’s and Glocks and XD’s and et cetera

Yes, I live a hard life, smokin' weed helps me better

On the couch, Call of Duty, computer, I’m veteran

Play KD in 2K, yes, I’m playing a veteran

You can’t show me a nigga that I am not better than

Bitch, suck the sore out the dick like a peppermint

Bullet holes 'bout the same size as a peppermint

Stare deep in my eyes, you can tell I ain’t scared of shit

Warn you now, you gon' die if you trust them shits

XD in the mall while I’m shoppin' and buyin' shit

Comethazine don’t do winin' and dinin‘, bitch

Yeah, I bought me a jet, but got no one to fly this shit

Think that he fly, but I know I’m the flyestest

Binocular eyes, ain’t nobody as fly as this

If you’re wonderin' why, it’s 'cause I be the nicestest

Pissed at Panda, I’m like, «What kinda rice is this?»

Pissed at Five Guys, I’m like, «What kinda fries is this?»

Pissed at Givenchy, they don’t got my size in this

I set up a trap, got like 45 mice in it

45 thou' was the price of the bracelet

45 pounds, bust wrist down and I’m facin' it

In two to five days I run out, I’m replacin' it

In two different lanes, Hellcat look like I’m racin' it

Beard growin' tough, lookin' rough, so I’m shavin' it

When a nigga run up, up the puck, then I wave it

Feared by many, muh’fuckers know I’m crazy

Screamin' «R.I.P Phil» to the muh’fuckers, lay me

Six feet under the muh’fuckin' pavement

Try me?

Bitch, that’s a whole lotta bravery

Ride one deep with the XD, fuck safety