Caskey

Caskey - Elvis & Charlie lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

What's up now, homie

On my double cup shit

You know how I pack 'em

Make a patna double up quick

That's the shit I be on

Been sipping that neon

That stylophone

Music slow, I been here for an eon

(Verse)

But as a rapper, I'm a dawg

Boy, I'm on my Deon

While I been readin' Egg and all

And y'all been snorting freon

Watch me turn the key on

It's bout time that I dropped this here

Every time I get management

They swear to me I'm gon' pop this here

So fuck 'em all! Strapped up

I got two knives, I'm gon' cut them all

Table for their wise holme

Dig 'em down and then fuck them both

This is mine for the king hearted

My shit, it is quite retarded

You suspect and gettin' blind sided

We suspects, we don't crime fightin'

We just cut chase, when the time's right

Tryna be the next Lex Luther

Find myself a new young chick

Who could possibly be my next shooter

Find myself a new gunsmith

With a low price and a dumb bitch

Who is so thrife and got no life

And do the opposite of that none shit

Shit, a whole lane of jokers die with just one clip

And a whole game of poker rely on one chip

And a bad bluff, and one slip

And the mad tough, they often disguised into pussies

Therefore they act up

She evil with mine like it's new to the game(?!)

I wasn't with rookies, my affiliations

Was slangin' with tookies

You wasn't hangin', you hang with the snookies

What I did for money you did for the nookies

So when they were looking for someone to pull it together

They call me for booking

See, you would get caught up for looking

My team is quicker, but were never looking

Involved in a movement I can't ____(?)

(Hook)

Elvis Presley, Charles Manson

As devilish as the devil or the sonnets dancing

Oh, must be a gemini inside me cramping

Cuz this alcoholic turned me to a Charles Manson

Elvis Presley, Charles Manson

Either the life of this party or I'mma sink my hands in

(Blood) Must be a gemini inside me cramping

Cuz this alcoholic turned me to a Charles Manson

(Verse 2)

Ah, Charlie, come out and play

Have some more Alize, alcohol, alcanist(?!)

Al Klays, calculus, unable to be performed

But we can snore the colt line

Off the G that's torn and light up the opius

That daemons perform

I come to speak to a man the second he leak and default

This is the storm, kamikaze, I wonder who could be godly

In a world so dominated by sin

In ___________(?) with rims

Tell a man if you got it

See, I ain't earved, daddy

What that murder incorporate me

My nerves rotten

I love when they light up the herb plottin'

It's like watchin' a child come to fruition

It's like who do I trust?

This Jackie B. or this christian inside me?

When he's probly lyin' you should trust what you're sippin'

The alcohol neva did you wrong

Except I know different, that is until the liquor

Get persuading me play with deem eternal into a ...

(Hook)

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