Estill Baby
(Chorus)
If you ain’t from this way, you can’t come round this way
Yes, I’m a Estill baby, 803, yeah, born and raised
They get to bussin’, chopper bullets fly, you’ll feel the graze
My pockets stuffed just like thanksgiving, no more hungry days
I went and made some sacrifices like the Hunger Games
My dawg had caught them bodies but we don’t speak on them names
Like how the fuck you changed , I moved away, still stayed the same
I’m smoking different strains, the desert got some perfect range
(Verse)
The realest hunter, JTC, call me a visionary
We leave you dead in church, they passing out obituaries
So keep it tact, tote your strap
Riding in the back with my money stacked
And I got it on point , who real like that?
Pull the chopper out , make it go blat-blat-blat
James Bond shit, why the Glock so quiet?
It’s a secret so I keep the shit surpressed
Hit the blunt, it’s full of skunk , my heart just beating out my chest
Really on my shit , yeah, get up off my dick , yeah
Come and take a pic, you’s a bitch
Have my brothers bag you up and send you off where ain’t nobody looking
Cuzzo really crippin’ , get to crackin’ just like fortune cookies
Ball on hall of fame so don’t confuse me with them fucking rookies
That’s unless you book me
(Chorus)
If you ain’t from this way, you can’t come round this way
Yes, I’m a Estill baby, 803, yeah, born and raised
They get to bussin’, chopper bullets fly, you’ll feel the graze
My pockets stuffed just like thanksgiving, no more hungry days
I went and made some sacrifices like the Hunger Games
My dawg had caught them bodies but we don’t speak on them names
Like how the fuck you changed , I moved away, still stayed the same
I’m smoking different strains, the desert got some perfect range