Prompt / Lyrics
take it back to 85 Smoke da weed n get high Don’t gotta worry bout no problem If dey ask you just lie Let’s party till da sun go down Den let’s fuck till it rise u said dat ima easy target If u try me u die My momma told me u gon get it but u gotta survive You talkin bouta all dis n dat but u aint got no ride Said all dis smoke up in da air but aint nobody die U really shoot dem guns fo fun like u really got time We up on highway 85 trynna get to da brick Tee clutchin on da nine bouta hit him a lick Youngin from da 305 said he really a jit Ozzy said he bouta hit the club he gotta new bitch Somebody hit da plug im almost out i need me a brick U snitchen on da gang cus u aint got no money u sick Turned yo back on me after all of da shit i dun did Really called u my brudda but now i see who u is Let’s take it back to 85 Smoke da weed n get high Don’t gotta worry bout no problem If dey ask you just lie Let’s party till da sun go down Den let’s fuck till it rise u said dat ima easy target If u try me u die Still remember what you said Thought you was solid you fled All them late nights when we used to duck from da feds Now you talkin bout u really dun u switchen instead Caint forgive n forget i really promise u dead take it back to 85 Smoke da weed n get high Don’t gotta worry bout no problem If dey ask you just lie Let’s party till da sun go down Den let’s fuck till it rise u said dat ima easy target If u try me u die
Tags
rap, trap, hip hop
Duration
3:09
Instrumental
No
Created
6/2/2025