metal gear

[Verse 1] I'm in Vegas, no fallout If you fuck around, you gon’ find out On so much smoke, you got dry mouth And you stuck in a hole, you gotta climb out Donuts in the ting, I hope it don't break down Yes, I'm a singer, but I’m no James Brown On so much smoke, you know I gotta cut down Face so pale, all white, like a clown I'm doing this alone, no friends to help V like Mary, but I'm going to hell My music so funny, like I'm David Chappelle You sniff the air, and like, "What's that smell?" That's just the crack rock I sell Half cocaine and half seashell [Chorus] Why you look at me that way? Got so much to speak, but don't say Everything you do, so cliche Like you rose from a dream, or it's your birthday I’ma get a slice of birthday cake I’ma put that on my birthday plate Spilt tea on my tee, crochеt Jason treatment, 'cause it’s Friday Thirteen scars on my knees I pray that somе bonds I made will go away [Verse 2] I got bullets, I'ma slap 'em all in an AK Mash your ting on film, like Ray J 'Cause I don’t give an F, and I don't give a C, I'll come in the game and eat like a buffet Cry me a river, cry me a lake Find me a ting, find me a bae Find the racks that you say you make And give me something that'll get me baked [Chorus] Why you look at me that way? Got so much to speak, but don't say Everything you do, so cliche Like you rose from a dream, or it's your birthday I'ma get a slice of birthday cake I'ma put that on my birthday plate Spilt tea on my tee, crochet Jason treatment, 'cause it's Friday Thirteen scars on my knees I pray that some bonds I made will go away