Rare Akuma - CULT lyrics

TrippyThaKid-Verse Trippy The Kid got your f**ing b**h all up on my dick Got a couple tabs on my gums up my eye lids Open eyelids to see all the violence Close minded guys watching in silence Hear gun shots and listen to sirens shot Popped in the top had me coughin alot Smokein the crop homegrown in a pot Slow yo roll if you can't roll oh my god Moon god on the track with the gods of me yo rock This beat to hot for me to stop can't stop addicted to the shin dig Red hot on top like yo chick when she ride my big dick this sh** Super fie need sweet tea sweet t please be my guest and bring me my weed please greens leaves most of time and im grinding like muska Tank top i am a hustla no busta rhymin no sama but do as i say be green every day Paid, programming commercial break. ran out of weed so its percs i take For my family members at works today watch as my life kinda fades away Bring it all back when i smoke the haze, chillin with my villains catching felonies Do what i want and i'll show you the way my toung is an AK let it get to sprayin Yo b**h love the way that i rap and i sing not single but we f**in and she says its ok Lakami-Verse Wise man weiss came looking for a young lord found me levitating like f** that ground Came and caught lakami chillin deep within the forest, floating in the backwoods smoking white owls Having blue dreams of a young white widow (widow) screaming til his lungs fell out Puffin on his soul til i blew my cloud n***a long story long i was on that loud Comin for your honey like I'm Winnie the pooh to leave that b**h with a mouth full giggity goo Breeze through feeling cooler than the lin-que, and never change on a n***a like shang tsung, new moon Feeling smaller than Mushu, headache knockin its torture stomach ache like I committed seppuku knockin a n***a tooth loose, who sick of my squares doing numbers like sudoku But from ogre to moloch, I'm armed like a shokaan, stripes of kintaro, fight me or shoot me 64 palms b**h I'm neji with the hands or you want 64 shots from that uzimaki uzi Open up the manga i ain't f**in with the magazine attackin these n***as with a cliche tooly Slaughter my beef then I go to durty heaven with my n***as getting high high puffin yami yumi Trippy like the kid be violent and witty fulla haze while i walk through yo sh** like gojira Swimmin in your b**h like my dick is lil sharkk. then post pics of her clit no edit no filter s** on the tits and the clit of a godess while her eyes switch colors Her pupils chameleon Fresh as a Persian who rock it like Italy Asians today all my b**hes Sicilian