Put some Actavis on layaway
Too much cash, ain't no more table space, yeah
I've been practicing my fade away, I'm shootin'
I'm an assassin, don't get JFK'd, shoot him (BAP)
Put some Actavis on layaway, yeah
Too much cash, ain't no more table space, yeah
I've been practicing my fade away
I'm faded off this Actavis, just call it faderade, okay, okay
My lil' plastic bitch wanna lay all day, bitch, you fake
Fuck that nasty bitch then fade away, hit the J
Tell that natural bitch to stay that way, bitch, you great
Tell that dancing bitch to pay away, yeah, yeah
I sip some Ac' and go way away
I take a nap and I wake and bake
I be so litty, I radiate
She said, "Don't you go breaking my achy-break"
I don't fuck with niggas, no way, no way
Stay away far away or the Tommy spray
Chef with the Draco, I'm Bobby Flay
Blood on my apron, my posse plates
Throw your ass in the club like a microwave
The oven, the basement, the fireplace
Throw my flag in the air, no United States
Drip too hard, don't stand too close
You might just swallow a tidal wave
And you might just swallow my mayonnaise
I'm mixing this codeine all kind of ways
Look like Johnny Blaze
And you know that roses are red
I know that hundreds are blue
I like my presidents dead
Buried somewhere in my room
And all your Victoria red
And I like that color on you
You look like blood money
I'm a vampire, coming for you
Yeah, yeah, put some Actavis on layaway
Yeah, yeah, too much cash, ain't no more table space
I've been practicing my fade away
Faded off this Actavis, just call it faderade
Okay, okay, too much coke, too many razorblade
Hold up, wait, snorting white way after Labor Day
Yeah, yeah, like our last day is a day away
Yeah, yeah, alright, just spend the night, just save the day
I put some Actavis on layaway
I got this rachet pointin' at your fuckin' database
Stay in place, all of this ammo like the navy base
'Cause day-to-day, me and them bluefaces be face-to-face
Ballin' like Macy Gray, like Macy Gray, like Macy Gray
Bought my place a place, my safe a safe, my bae a bae
I smoke LA all day, I pop a addy, stay awake
I'm with gorillas that would kill you for some Bathing Apes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And you know that roses are red
I know that hundreds are blue
I like my presidents dead
Batteries somewhere in my room
All your Victoria red
And I like that color on you
You look like blood money
The vampire suckin' his tooth, ooh
Put some Actavis on layaway, yeah, yeah
Too much cash, ain't no more table space, yeah, yeah
I've been practicing my fade away, I'm shootin'
I'm an assassin don't get JFK'd, okay, okay
My lil' plastic bitch wanna lay all day, bitch, you fake
Fuck that nasty bitch then fade away, hit the J
Tell that natural bitch she taylor-made, bitch, you great
Tell that dancing bitch to pay away, yeah, yeah
I sip some Ac' and go way away
I take a nap and I wake and bake (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be so litty, I radiate
She said, "Don't you go breaking my achy-break" (Moolah, baby)
I don't fuck with niggas, no way, no way
Stay away far away or the Tommy spray
(I'd rather spend the nights then save the day, yeah, yeah)
[DJ Drop: DJ Khaled]
One time for Hollygrove, New Orleans, 17th Ward, Uptown
You know how we do it
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