Germ, Shakewell - GARDEN TOMB lyrics

[Germ, Shakewell - GARDEN TOMB lyrics]

I need a good one uh, uh, uh
Back from the dead, back from the dead
Woah, woah, ayy, ayy, ayy

Back from the dead, I been busy
Lean, lean, Wock' fuckin' up my kidneys
I been walkin' on water, don't test me
Diamonds been bustin', rocked up, no Whitney
Hold up, wait, slide me that semi
Ho, don't hate, catch a shot from the fifty
I bet they runnin', still, I'm in their city
Don't you fall back, nigga, come get with me

I been tuckin', you better duck
I been druggin', I'm out of luck
I been muggin', they ain't on nothin'
I bet he stutter when we up them guns
I been tuckin', you better duck
I been druggin', I'm out of luck
I been muggin', they ain't on nothin'
I bet he stutter when wе up them guns



Bitch, I done did it, I did it, I meant it
Been in that bitch, I did it off thе necklace
She like the P, she touchin' on her breast
I bet when I leave
She gon' give up that neck
Slid with my mobsters, Shameless the set
Pop a lil' Oxy', I be at my best
I could have pulled in this shit with a jet
I couldn't stand 'em, puttin' niggas to rest
I'm really out of my body, I'm never sorry
These niggas salty, they Lawry's
Walked in this bitch head-to-toe in the Marni
Poppin' my shit like it's the paparazzi
Been 'bout some loyalty, Shameless the army
Runnin' through mines
I'm tweakin' all the time
Step, right foot firm, he planted
They wanted war, it's a bet I'ma blam it
Movin' unruly, I'm truly a nuisance
These niggas is doodoo
I can't even lose them
These bitches is new to this
I think it's ludacris
Why the fuck is you always on my dick?
Why the fuck these niggas splittin' a stick?
Shoot from all sides like it's Putin
Lil' bitch
Shameless the set, ask your bitch, it get lit
Shameless the set, ask your bitch, it get lit
(Badshit)

Back from the dead, I been busy
Lean, lean, Wock' fuckin' up my kidneys
I been walkin' on water, don't test me
Diamonds been bustin', rocked up, no Whitney
Hold up, wait, slide me that semi
Ho, don't hate, catch a shot from the fifty
I bet they runnin', still, I'm in their city
Don't you fall back, nigga, come get with me

I been tuckin', you better duck
I been druggin', I'm out of luck
I been muggin', they ain't on nothin'
I bet he stutter when we up them guns
I been tuckin', you better duck
I been druggin', I'm out of luck
I been muggin', they ain't on nothin'
I bet he stutter when we up them guns

Cannot be uppin', you ain't gon' spray
(You ain't)
Wanna be shameless? No hesitate (You can't)
I'm from the land homies go snake (They do)
Used to the hate, used by the fake (They is)
I need the lobster, I need the steak (Okay)
Served on a twenty-four gold leaf plate
(Okay)
Shorty just sucked me, told me she loved me
(Oh, no) , now I be looking
Out for an escape (Pop out, sip)
Bitch, I'm off drugs
(Ayy) , I ain't talkin' little, nah
I pour a lot of mud (Mud)
I can't shoot a little G12
Pack a lot of slugs (Pop, pop, pop)
Tell me why they hate me
'cause I got it out the mud? (Mud)
Know they think they made me, nah
My mama raised a thug (Pop out, sip)
Love my bitches take the dick for
Hours when I'm off the drugs
(Okay, she does)
Brain-dead, way she drop the top for hours
I ain't bust a nut (Okay, a nut)
Coochie sore as hell, round for round
Eight times I made her bust (Okay, he did)
She said, "How you born
This way?" Stupid bitch, I'm off the Subs
(I'm off the Subs) live from the trenches
You might die 'bout these lenses
(Oh, no, no)
Big buffs on, thought he'd try me
Now he headless (Woah, woah, woah)
Broke boy stupid
Could've copped 'em at the Cartier (Stupid)
Now we smokin' I don't know pack
I never learned his name
Got a new opp, could give a fuck
He scared to slide this way (Haha, ha)
Told your honor, "Fuck the
Verdict is? 'Cause, i could die today"
(Oh, no, no)
Let's fly away, I could do with that
But, I got piles of plays (Pop, pop, pop)
Fry the cake, break the cookie down
Then serve it to the J's (Pop out, sip)

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