Thoed Ass - Machine Gun Kelly feat Dub-O & Tezo

Yeah, b_tch
I'ma thoed ass, blowed ass, d_ck in the throat ass
Wake up in the morning, hundred joints rolled ass
Rich muhf_cka, wit no class
B_tch I'm from the land, you don't wanna go there
B_tch you talkin grams, I be smokin' O's, yeah
Hotbox whip, I don't need the Ozium
I ain't hiding my sh_t, I'm a f_ckin grown man
If the cops come, then oh well, uh huh
I'm still smoking my Blu Cantrell
Yeah, I might f_ck around and blow a zip
Have both my lungs like oh sh_t
I'ma show them how a Cleveland muhf_cka do
B_tch, went straight to the league from the public school
Sh_t, ya'll know it's no struggle, no progress
Hmmm, so I told the b_tch work, go topless
Church, I'm a muhf_ckin asshole
Tattooed to the sandals, f_ck a b_tch while I stand though
Burn a little wax, no candle
I'm buying Cubans by the pack, no Castro
They know I never try to hide like Camo
We in the mothaf_ckin field like Rambo
And you know I will steal a rich boy Lambo
And drive that mothaf_cka straight to a bando
24/7 get work, I grew up around them Hot Boyz, Lil Turk
Ay, I'm 25 gotta get turnt, I'm a young rockstar like Lil' Kurt
Ay, 20 after 4 get burnt, everyday's Friday no big one
30 more days till the first and the hood gets paid, you better learn, b_tch

I been around like a merry-go
I swear a year ago, I told myself to piss on every hater like a urinal
I ain't tryna hear no, not gon fear no
We ain't really have to tell cause n_ggas still tellin on
Name ring ring like a telephone, DUB-O!
I don't know ya, EST, I'm a soldier
All we do is smoke doja, still make 'em say uhhh
Master my P's so cut the head off a cobra
I'm in tip-top shape, yup
If I want it, I could get ya taste girl
Play the cut, how the cut should be played yup
Everything about me going way up
I sit back and watch you talk a lot while you talk a lot
Got to keep it pimpin, so I take the pimpin back to the parking lot
I'm a G wit it, OD wit it, n_gga if we talkin money then you know we get it
Your face lookin hella mad, yeah you hella mad doing hella bad, I'm seeing that
And me, I'm eating hella crabs, yeah hella crabs, getting hella fat, by the pocket yeah
B_tch don't get it twisted, I been poppin on the low
I'm underground wit it, n_gga you ain't got a clue
I been had the juice like ? on the roof
And you can d_ck a b_tch up if you ever want the truth
Young n_gga got

Thoed ass, thoed ass, thoed ass
Blowed ass, d_ck in the throat ass
Wake up in the morning 100 joints rolled ass
Rich muhf_cka, rich muhf_cka

I am from the land till I D-I-E
If you getting right you need a Hum-vee
And a big bag of that OG
Price so low you would swear I wit the police
If she come wit me, she ain't comin back
Tell her put it on my lap, clap it like a [?]
Run up on me if you want I'll tell you to, I'll run it back
I wonder can he handle that, naw he can't handle that
I got 10 freaky b_tches tryna lick a n_gga nuts
100 crooked cops tryna get a n_gga luck
God bless the track n_ggas
I can see the future and it come wit hella racks wit it
Like I'm up at Saks wit it
Young Kyrie with the shot
Young Don Juan, what you thought?
Take her up top, then I let her drop
I'ma B-A Double L until they put me in a box, Ball

Thoed ass, thoed ass, thoed ass
Blowed ass, d_ck in the throat ass
Wake up in the morning 100 joints rolled ass
Rich muhf_cka, rich muhf_cka

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