Spark Master Tape - A$$A$$IND lyrics

Marks, marks on his face, on his face, with a mask Money, money in the crib for the cats Cash in the attic get black Pull up to the kerb, get the sack Pull up to the kerb, get the sack Pull up to the kerb, get the sack Pull up to the kerb, Pull up to the kerb, Pull up to the kerb, sack, swerve Pull up to the kerb, Pull up to the kerb, Pull up to the kerb, sack Pull up to the kerb, pull up in the swerve Pulled up pushed 2 bullets now you pull up in a hearse Puttin' in the work, boy I put in work Pulled up pushed 2 bullets now you pull up in hearse Bullet, bullet to the kerb, pull up in the swerve Pulled up pushed 2 bullets now you pull up in hearse Puttin' in the work, boy I put in work Pulled up pushed 2 bullets now you pull up in hearse Uhh, I been up since 6am, in the kitchen I been whippin' all day Uhh, and when that new sh** drop hoe city get high but the hood gone shake Uhh, like a tail feather, I been runnin' to the paper like a mail n***a When I was rockin' 9's high with the Hilfiger I was 10 toes down, been a real n***a Sparks mother fukin' n***as don't know no bout the soup You be CP3, I'm Blake Griffin off the hoop Try'n light the game down, try'n see what it'l do I be all about the chicken when I'm cruzin' in the coupe Uhh, yee I'm tryna show that doe Punch lines picture perfect with a kodak flow Catch more than the tunnel vision, tryna go at war, with the elephant in the room its young Paper Platoon Hey sugar, make your whole body twerk Hey sugar, make your whole body twerk Hey sugar, make your whole body twerk Hey sugar, make your whole body twerk