Gone lyrics
by Lincoln
[diamondz]
These n*ggas be hatin stay talkin sh*t
Go on yo cloud n*gga, its sh*t
n*ggas be mad yo b*tch like my pic
Jus wait til i tour i'm signin her tits
I get the bag, im gone
Like how i smell cologne
Maison Margiela my feet when i walk
Ya. i used to wear crocs
Used to be so downbad
Used to be poppin them xans
Used to be droppin them tabs
f*cked up my mental bad
Now im jus smokin on gas
No b*tch i don't wanna match
Pull up i'll spark you
Spark you like blunts
One foot on the gas
Don't need no handouts
Lil b*tch i need money i'm needin it faast
I need the big rackz i need the rackz in my wallet
I dont rock gnarcotic, only take narcotics !
All ur songs is garbage
b*tch i been heard n i peeped that
All these n*ggas some weirdos
Subtweet n delete that
Im cuttin the grass im lookin for snakes
Lil n*gga get weed wacked
I know why u tweakin i know why u paranoid
Ur weed wack
Im smokin on gas
U smokin on ashes yo weed black