Sullivan: 43. Now let the loyal lieges gather round

歌詞

Big headed, long stick Fucked up, turnt, too Do it big headed, long stick Turnt up, turnt, too Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Look, I got hella shit Take a whip, peep these molly rocks I got diamonds, too Bought a few, but they still like to swipe Bitch, don't call my bluff If you want one, then meet me at the crib You know what it is Put your phone on off, give your phone to him, okay, cool Girl, your fro so soft, ooh, look at your friend, tryna be rude Get put in your place and that's out my place So please, be nice All this in your face, you can't get out my face We know your type Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like I got hella racks in my safe, got stars in my Wraith I got stripper hoes snortin' blow, dancin' in my place I got hella pounds from the plug that I'm 'bout to face Three Six Mafia probably fuck yo mama back in '98 Sippin' on purple rain like champagne Niggas gon make a toast And that weed and shit that you passin' If a nigga don't choke Rolls Royce, I'm flying, sauces drippin' Same color as the smoke Thousand niggas with it in the street Nigga look like the Pope (Oh shit, nigga!) Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan lost, turned trill again Need a vitamin, wait a min' Better yet, a ritalin for my adrenaline If I'm up in my feelings, better pay the man Like motherfuck a middle man Like I'm the shits with the shits Fuck another nigga bitch again off the shits again Island boy like I'm Dominican On repeat like a ceiling fan All pink like I'm Killa Cam Palms, feet and let 'em feel the sand On the beach like I'm finna tan Black and proud like the brother man Make it rain like the weatherman Bust your head, fuck a settlement Got to save and never sell again Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like