I like this girl
Cause she's sorta kinda into magic
But I'm superstitious, so I don't tell her that sh**
Over-caffeinated, vacillating back and forth
Between scum and God
When I was creeping up the boulevard
Boxcutter in the waist
No shoes on
But you know that dope is laced, 30 case to the face
The good old days
When I keep getting kicked out
Smoke a pound of hate but nah
This is my life so
Let the highlights roll
Filthy and spiteful
One hand on my heart, the other hand on my rifle
My dog, he'll bite you, cause he don't like you
And I don't really blame him cause I think just like him
So buck if you're bout it
Get shot if your not
I don't know what I am, but I know what I got
(Bad Attitude)
And a fistful of money
Your God and your whole team couldn't take it from me
Scummy nineties
Yeah I'm Gunny Highway
1240 just a number and it got no face
Like you, put my metal up inside your face
[Like] mall rat b**hes with bad grades
Don't test me