billy woods - Malt Liquor (Freestyle) lyrics
[billy woods - Malt Liquor Freestyle lyrics]
Don’t try to run up like one time
Amateur night with all them punchlines
On the scale, your shit is a dime
Or that DC brown, Woods be toastin' the town
Holding most of the pound, light up the city
Pass it around, don’t quote me nigga
I ain’t said shit, easy does it
Money better have my bitch
Bill flow too nice, somebody gon’ snitch
Pocket Glen Gary leaves
Just ask Murray and Mitch
Cold facts when I pitch
All black like his Sigs
We don’t mix unless you talking about cigars
And Manischewitz, some metaphors and spinach
Or maybe your wife and my latest fetish
Amateur night with all them punchlines
On the scale, your shit is a dime
Or that DC brown, Woods be toastin' the town
Holding most of the pound, light up the city
Pass it around, don’t quote me nigga
I ain’t said shit, easy does it
Money better have my bitch
Bill flow too nice, somebody gon’ snitch
Pocket Glen Gary leaves
Just ask Murray and Mitch
Cold facts when I pitch
All black like his Sigs
We don’t mix unless you talking about cigars
And Manischewitz, some metaphors and spinach
Or maybe your wife and my latest fetish
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