Lyrics
"EARDRUMMERS"
Jay Sremm on the beat bro
Drank
Yeah drank party, Where Trisha at?
Drank party, Where Trisha at?
Arp', don't know my alphabet
Wondering why I ain't drop yet
Mail man ain't drop off the box yet, Give love to the street like Keith Sweat
Breaking down bows only time I break a sweat
Put the shit off my head, tell him I make a mess
Got whatever you need, got some Percocet
window shoppin' nigga, I ain't made a purchase yet
Geekin' way too hard, some Urkel shit
What I paid for the Trish
200 hundred dollar line up
Touch my chain get yo ass fired up
Old ass Ni99as in the way
Wanna ball
But his time up
Fuck ni99a better get his grind
I'm the type of young nigga
Hit you broad day
With da k
Ni99a play ima leave his ass fire up
"7'6'2", "3'0'8" When we slide up
Ima let you know
Hit yo hoe if she slide up
"Damn"
These Ni99as broke Ass hell
Get the stretcher
I'm inna laboratory
Like I'm Dexter
Had to kick the hoe out
She say I'm disrespectful
If it's war
Up the score
All I know is bring pressure
I'm in a Coop
Having talks with the devil
Dealt to them VvS, make her get a lil' wetter
Me and the Racks go perfect together
Went to Jonny, look like I jumped in the river
Yellow black hoes like I play for the steelers
They be knowin' for smoke, nigga, speak on that issue
Speaking too much got him put in the blender
Beef bout da hoe
get lil bro
Boy he tender
In & Out
On the interstate
Gettin My Racks up
Catch that lil bitch onna 9
He Get Slapped Up
Ride in the Hood
Like the Presi