RandomBlackDude - Huey lyrics

[Verse] Foot and hand on the gates We was jumping 'em, f**, I'm like quicksand in my ways Was always stuck in 'em, stuck it in and I ambulance came The first time which ain't fast if you Los Angeles raised And my b**h say the spliff take the soul from me And the clique tight-knit, it's like the 'lo rugby Beat the f**ing beat up like it stole from me You can talk to Clancy, you need a feature or quote from me (b**h) I'm off Delancy, I reek of reefer and show money It's Early running with n***as who cold running sh** The wins like lotion, he get 'em, he gone rub 'em in Critics pretend to get it and b**hes just don't f** with him I spent the day drinking and missing my grandmother Just grab a gla** and pour some cold white wine in it A Colt 4-5 in it, you know how I get it I'm toasting myself and a toast to all my n***as And ain't no time limit, I'm toasted as hell And I gotta jot it quick cause I can't focus so well [Outro] And now, a formal introduction