Battery Acid Lyrics - Illusions Of Grandeur 2 - Lil' B

Aye Driss man, come halla at me 

I'mma rip your track on time man 

Ain't nobody fuckin with me 

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Smoke a big nigga, light him up with the same gat 

I frame back, leave him right there on the race track 

I'm on the same track, mind state where my frame at 

Nigga wanna ride but I told him to lay back 

I'mma knock his head off, dump it and let off 

I'mma pull his cap like takin the tag off 

What a nigga want? Money or pussy? 

Bitch, you already pussy with a lil bit of money 

Bulletproof with the rap, you ain't takin it from me 

Five suckers in the hood, give me all of your money 

I broke rap nigga, ain't shit funny 

Soon to stay at the top, I be off that dope 

Big dope off the boat, still push them notes 

Got crack in the soap, pull it out like ropes 

You got to sing a note to understand my vibe 

I ride up with the tillies with the motherfuckin lines 

I kinda like this seat cuz it's stayin with mine 

Pull his head out his ass, don't waste my time 

Lookin all over my shoulder while I slang these boobies 

In my hand like controllers, still control it 

Thumps in it right there like a moment's notice 

Seen bitches choose up, don't forget who chosin' 

I just let them sit back and realize I'm god 

I bag the zips up, start to feel like shine 

I ain't one of you niggas that's be out here lyin 

You fakin like a jail nigga 

Telling me still what you did on the outside trail 

Real niggas don't snitch man, you just post bail 

Don't go to jail cuz that's way too stupid 

Niggas we foolish, teenage cruel 

I understand why you spend all your money at jewelers 

You phase game, tryna look it out like the soopa 

Clinch, I'm on the computer 

Got dope stuffed in the computer 

Like I'm a mack sitting on the back 

Don't trip, two gats 

Huh, lay em flat 

Base foot niggas, I ain't got time to play 

I used to sell buzz pases 

You toll guns that was covered in acid 

My whole gun still but the scope is plastic 

Shoot up in the crows, man I leave it tragic 

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Lil B 

And this illusions of Grandeur Part 2 

Ya feel me? I'm talking about 

You know, if you ain't fuckin with that real shit man, then fuck it 

You know man, like niggas going down in history man 

If you ain't fuckin with history I don't know what you're talkin about 

Lil B man, base wood, we keep this shit lockin to the pen 

Yea man, this is base for life 

Aye kiss, I see you man, what it do