Channeling

Yeah she love this shit

An my diamonds shine

Shits like Ludacris

All this ice up on my neck i ain't used to this

Bitch we Channeling

You can't handle it

I've been peen poppin so much percies I cant handle it

And this my body

So let me damage it

The more drugs

The less pain in this

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

No more pain

Aye

Man this shit like

All these cups yea

And all this drink

We pour it up yea

For the fame aye

These niggas lame

These niggas lame

These niggas lame

You don't really smoke for the fucking culture

You be blowing dope for the fucking vultures

Any nigga that hate call em vultures

I can't fuck with you nigga you a vulture

Bitch I’m from the dark

Pull up and get marked

Targets at your top

Light your shii up with one spark

Pull up wit the gas

Burn it in my system

Your bitch was givin me brain

Feel like I got more wisdom

Ion really speak about no bs

That’s facts

They say that they gon catch me

Nah that’s cap

And I been-steady putting in that work

It’s wraps

And your main hoe steady stalkin on ig

Double tap

Aye

I bee syrup sippin just to pass the fuckin time

To many hoes on my dick

Tell your bitch to fall in line

And I been counting stacks

Had to ride round with that strap

And these bitches trynna break me

Why my Heart so cold and cracked

I know my momma mad but I know I cannot change

Remember what she told me Ean stay up In your lane

And I’m steady gettin to bag all up on my lonely shii

Told my granny you my Heart and you ain’t never gotta slave for shi

Cause I do it for my fam

Remember sellin all them xans

Hunnids fillin my pockets

So May thots on my Instagram

And Imma be Channeling this vison

With this point blank precision

I’ll just pour up another cup

To forget what I been missin

She love the mer-cedes benz

Bitch i'm cruising

I ain't boolin'

BItch i'm

Bitch i'm

Bitch i'm in trap

Im in the trap

Run it back

Run it back

Hit the shorty with the strap

Now a nigga talkin crap

Im might smack

I might smack em in the face

Let it

This a disgrace to the uh

You a disgrace to the human race

I might beat the pack up

I might do the fucking race

I might shoutout TayK

But he not on my way

I might run it up

I'm the strongest one

I'm the Megaman

Yea this choppa hear the gun

This choppa sell mad

And this choppa go funds

This choppa run it back

I wanna be back

I wanna lick low

I wanna uh

I wanna lay low

I wanna stay high

I wanna phase hoes

I want these Drake ties

I want these Drake clothes

I want these other things

I want these uh uh

That choppa wanna sing

I want my niggas get sum money with me too

I wanna uh

Let my niggas know

We the fuckin crew

And i wanna preform

Wanna make this thing go

Wanna make this money cash

Cash flow

And I run it back

Channeling my friends and my family

Past pain in the man in me handle it happily

Me and fam plan to win this candle lit naturally

Damages pass with wind castle tipped drastically

Telling Wishes I’m Channeling

Hellish inner wisdom it’s hard to handle it

So I wrap it up ignite bandages

Told you plan to split

Spliff mixed cannabis

The Blunt Truth ignited from the spark within

Talking where my Heart Chakra sits

Ima kick back while this vodka hits

Cause life throw shots that are hard to miss

Dont forget shits cold shoulder like a coffin lid

Thanking Yah the Kabbalah can’t stop the shift

Ain’t talking long Jamal Dewar caused the rift

Keep inhaling shit so preposterous

See you in hell in the post apocalypse

Time will tell clocks closed faced watching it

Me and Kastro let the grass grow

Got some gas tho

Channeling astrals

Glass bowl half full

Handling fractals

Spit from my past self

Aquarius out the Aquarium

Shroom sharin in capsules

Pussy nigga eating lead

Yo bitch gonna give me head

On the top of my Sedan

Im posted up with my clan

Yea im posted with my clan

And nah not that type a clan nigga

Eating rams nigga yeah

Ima hitchu like a doge ram yeah

You know i'm fresher than ya moms man

Yeah yeah

Mother of a brother

I never seen another nigga

Ever

Have to hit that gutter

You know I've been in the gutter

But never been on the slama

Yea catch you on that camera

Catch you on the

Yea

Plottin

Shoot you like a camera

Channeling my friends and my family

Past pain in the man in me handle it happily

Me and fam plan to win this candle lit naturally

Damages pass with wind castle tipped drastically