Grip that 4-5
You know it's no lie
Get sent to heaven
Bout to nose dive
Into this coke line
Cure my depression
I got no time
Creep on the low tide
It's f*cking showtime
I'm sick of f*cking digging
I might leave em on the roadside
Im f*cking so high
I think I just seen two punk f*cks on the funk
Im tripping
Pistol grip on the pump
Say what
Slugged in the back and they f*cking sinking
F*ck with sendemup and they swimming
Grab that you know what
And I'm digging
See these nuts?
Well bitch you can lick em
F*ck em all
Bitch I came to kill em
Wait till sendemup hit that million
Wait till you see what i brought to the gun fight
Make em bleed
He can't sleep
Need a night light
First degree
S E N D
Em up
Bitch
Blade stuck deep
See the white light
Digging some graves out in front of the headlights
Busting some pussy lil boy with a lead pipe
Turned to a headline
Life with a deadline
OD on bullets
Get sent the f*ck up in the dead of night
I might stick my dawg on em and let em bite
All black whip
I might park with the mennonites
F*cking all on yo bitch by the candle light
Red and blue what it do
Pull me up out the whip and start reading Miranda rights
Bitch I'm grabbing his weapon
Get sent up to heaven
Go hang with the satellites
Spotlight
I flick it off
Thermal scope
Trijicon
Choppa gon piss him off
Up it and pick him off
Hop In the Benz with his bitch in my lap
Headed east of the gap
And I flick em off
Bitch what you giving off
Pills in the Rikaloff
Blood on my hands f*cking dripping off
Walking the block
End up spinning off
Safety's I'm switching off
Me yo bitch really hit it off
Woah
Double decker
Big ole pecker
I'm tucking my CZ right under the leather
Next f*ck boy to step in the pool
Bitch I'm gripping the tool
He get thrown in the f*cking nether
Sendemup 99' until f*cking forever
This chopper gon whisper
It got a suppressor
This choppa gon bang
I call it the compressor
It's Slimmy The Slaughter
The chopper professor
Hold on
Slow it down
Tell that fat f*cking bitch talking shit suck a dick and go tone it down
Lob it up to rim
Give my nuts a lil kiss on the lips when I throw it down
Man I got em all choking
Like how they all gonna catch up
At the top
F*cking coasting down
Sendemup f*cking bolted down
They all wanted the crash
Now these bitches all flock with an open mouth
Give the boy a break
Let me sleep off this dope on the bed of a frozen lake
Let me pop off the mask
There ain't no need to shoot
Drop the gloves
Give that pussy a swollen face
Run the pool like a stolen base
Bait em and open gate
Mowing em down with a broken blade
I been feeling so overpaid
Pop up and overtake
All of my shit by design
It ain't no mistake
$liM HiLL - The Institute Lyrics
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English
Grip that 4-5
You know it's no lie
Get sent to heaven
Bout to nose dive
Into this coke line
Cure my depression
I got no time
Creep on the low tide
It's f*cking showtime
I'm sick of f*cking digging
I might leave em on the roadside
Im f*cking so high
I think I just seen two punk f*cks on the funk
Im tripping
Pistol grip on the pump
Say what
Slugged in the back and they f*cking sinking
F*ck with sendemup and they swimming
Grab that you know what
And I'm digging
See these nuts?
Well bitch you can lick em
F*ck em all
Bitch I came to kill em
Wait till sendemup hit that million
Wait till you see what i brought to the gun fight
Make em bleed
He can't sleep
Need a night light
First degree
S E N D
Em up
Bitch
Blade stuck deep
See the white light
Digging some graves out in front of the headlights
Busting some pussy lil boy with a lead pipe
Turned to a headline
Life with a deadline
OD on bullets
Get sent the f*ck up in the dead of night
I might stick my dawg on em and let em bite
All black whip
I might park with the mennonites
F*cking all on yo bitch by the candle light
Red and blue what it do
Pull me up out the whip and start reading Miranda rights
Bitch I'm grabbing his weapon
Get sent up to heaven
Go hang with the satellites
Spotlight
I flick it off
Thermal scope
Trijicon
Choppa gon piss him off
Up it and pick him off
Hop In the Benz with his bitch in my lap
Headed east of the gap
And I flick em off
Bitch what you giving off
Pills in the Rikaloff
Blood on my hands f*cking dripping off
Walking the block
End up spinning off
Safety's I'm switching off
Me yo bitch really hit it off
Woah
Double decker
Big ole pecker
I'm tucking my CZ right under the leather
Next f*ck boy to step in the pool
Bitch I'm gripping the tool
He get thrown in the f*cking nether
Sendemup 99' until f*cking forever
This chopper gon whisper
It got a suppressor
This choppa gon bang
I call it the compressor
It's Slimmy The Slaughter
The chopper professor
Hold on
Slow it down
Tell that fat f*cking bitch talking shit suck a dick and go tone it down
Lob it up to rim
Give my nuts a lil kiss on the lips when I throw it down
Man I got em all choking
Like how they all gonna catch up
At the top
F*cking coasting down
Sendemup f*cking bolted down
They all wanted the crash
Now these bitches all flock with an open mouth
Give the boy a break
Let me sleep off this dope on the bed of a frozen lake
Let me pop off the mask
There ain't no need to shoot
Drop the gloves
Give that pussy a swollen face
Run the pool like a stolen base
Bait em and open gate
Mowing em down with a broken blade
I been feeling so overpaid
Pop up and overtake
All of my shit by design
It ain't no mistake
You know it's no lie
Get sent to heaven
Bout to nose dive
Into this coke line
Cure my depression
I got no time
Creep on the low tide
It's f*cking showtime
I'm sick of f*cking digging
I might leave em on the roadside
Im f*cking so high
I think I just seen two punk f*cks on the funk
Im tripping
Pistol grip on the pump
Say what
Slugged in the back and they f*cking sinking
F*ck with sendemup and they swimming
Grab that you know what
And I'm digging
See these nuts?
Well bitch you can lick em
F*ck em all
Bitch I came to kill em
Wait till sendemup hit that million
Wait till you see what i brought to the gun fight
Make em bleed
He can't sleep
Need a night light
First degree
S E N D
Em up
Bitch
Blade stuck deep
See the white light
Digging some graves out in front of the headlights
Busting some pussy lil boy with a lead pipe
Turned to a headline
Life with a deadline
OD on bullets
Get sent the f*ck up in the dead of night
I might stick my dawg on em and let em bite
All black whip
I might park with the mennonites
F*cking all on yo bitch by the candle light
Red and blue what it do
Pull me up out the whip and start reading Miranda rights
Bitch I'm grabbing his weapon
Get sent up to heaven
Go hang with the satellites
Spotlight
I flick it off
Thermal scope
Trijicon
Choppa gon piss him off
Up it and pick him off
Hop In the Benz with his bitch in my lap
Headed east of the gap
And I flick em off
Bitch what you giving off
Pills in the Rikaloff
Blood on my hands f*cking dripping off
Walking the block
End up spinning off
Safety's I'm switching off
Me yo bitch really hit it off
Woah
Double decker
Big ole pecker
I'm tucking my CZ right under the leather
Next f*ck boy to step in the pool
Bitch I'm gripping the tool
He get thrown in the f*cking nether
Sendemup 99' until f*cking forever
This chopper gon whisper
It got a suppressor
This choppa gon bang
I call it the compressor
It's Slimmy The Slaughter
The chopper professor
Hold on
Slow it down
Tell that fat f*cking bitch talking shit suck a dick and go tone it down
Lob it up to rim
Give my nuts a lil kiss on the lips when I throw it down
Man I got em all choking
Like how they all gonna catch up
At the top
F*cking coasting down
Sendemup f*cking bolted down
They all wanted the crash
Now these bitches all flock with an open mouth
Give the boy a break
Let me sleep off this dope on the bed of a frozen lake
Let me pop off the mask
There ain't no need to shoot
Drop the gloves
Give that pussy a swollen face
Run the pool like a stolen base
Bait em and open gate
Mowing em down with a broken blade
I been feeling so overpaid
Pop up and overtake
All of my shit by design
It ain't no mistake
Writer: $LiM HiLL
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