Текст песни Niragi 2 - Cashleaders

When left alone man is a creature that plunders rapes kills
So shouldn't we revel in it
What's wrong with living our true selves

Pull up and hop out J E double F get guap now
Shot your shot then you got shot down
And I got a chick pregnant in the lockdown
Ran off with my son better thank my cock now
Laying down tracks like a railway network
Lyrical nigga like I'm Earl Sweatshirt
Have you bobbing your head till your neck hurt
Been running this shit till my fucking legs hurt
Man my own bank tried fucking up my dough
Had ten racks that I wanted to blow
Jay what you gonna spend that on
Whole lotta hookers and blow
Crooked like a creek in the flow
Booked up like I don't need to do shows
Hooked up with a couple dealers in a drought
Bagged up weekly from Mexico
Ay shouts out to the cartel
War on drugs nigga what's a hard sell
All along the border we got open clientele
Moving this weight like a fucking barbell
And it's gassed up like it's fucking petroleum
Prices ain't right so I still stay holding them
Feds on the lookout they be patrolling them
Nigga online just straight trolling them
I get the bag sometimes I fumble it
Haters get mad like why he ain't double it
It's mine to enjoy nigga have fun with it
I'm a big tipper here's for your trouble kid
I like guns but I ain't a Republican
I like fish just like I'm a pelican
These snowflakes they be way too delicate
Dress to cold face it I be elegant
Still on point like I need a writer
Thinking outside the box when I'm inside her
All along the web like I could've been a spider
Told her I got the flame and I wouldn't light her
Shouts out Big Jay Legion of Skanks
Dab era got me going insane
Political nigga I think that I'm Dave
Need a Puerto Rican babe to visit my snake
I got a bag on the Fifth
I got a bag on the Sixth
I got a bag on the
Do I have to keep going on this
I got the ratchets saying I'm past this
I take the molly and flip it in acid
I take the bodies and dip them in acid
Nigga named polly wanna pop crackers
I'm at the party trying to fuck this black chick
Who's in love with this Japanese chick she smashing
Who rolls sushi right next to my campus
On Christmas I do shit like I'm Krampus
Poor little kids hiding under the mattress
I kidnap them and hold them for ransom
Shouts out to my gang you know where the cash is
Bunch of crazy niggas who don't ever pay taxes
Ayy I got my fangs out and they gonna stay out
Me and Blade at the all-night rave hangout
This shit right here you don't wanna be in
White folks saying Jay Euro-pean
I got the vision even Stevie can see it
This summer I'm too busy carpin' my DMs DMs DMs DMs DMs
No-nonsense home-sense homestead
You wouldn't know style if it knocked you up your head
I like my girls when they're fed
Get her to stop chasing my bread
Jesse Pinkman one link one call
Gusto Fring, my mix too raw
Cooking up a batch Walter White never saw
I'm a slimy-ass nigga but I call Saul

In the end
I am just alone