Erick Arc Elliott - 50 lyrics

rate me

Disorderly in the quarter, hit me, saw the trippy

Niggas say I’m awkward ‘cause I order Henney

But I order slaughter many, done this so they feel it

Gotta feel it, gotta feel it, gotta feel it

Golden aw, so I like that purple premise, it’s fast food

Like lyrics, got tunes like Hendrix

A nigga so broke man, a whole can’t fix it

A nigga you can stick with, assuming the position

Don’t leave it unattended, just remember I am pimping

So I break the code, not the molding, swags, not your clothing

We’re all born naked, blind, and we fuck naked, right?

Beautiful, that’s why I’m schooling you

Never been delusional, my outbreak just unusual

Niggas say you nicotine, isn’t me

If hell is a vivid dream, then we both smoke it

So why is he provoking me?

Hopefully I’m touring overseas, overdose on old E’s

Tell a hoe please, move

’64 Mario, money till my time’s up

’64 Vario, smoking till I’m mind fuck

Me just got the sun juice, got the sun print

I be gang just to militant shit, one type that don’t drip

I learned from closed lips, never dough slips

So I’m ghost in, architect for the potion

I learned from closed lips, never dough slips

So I’m ghost in, architect for the potion

Corner store, 40 ounce, bottle in the back

Shop owner closing up, bags full of packed goods

Corner store, 40 ounce, bottle in the back

Shop owner closing up, bags full of packed goods