Ruckus - Anilyst

Murdering the damn bass

Girl is this yo man’s place?

Twerk it make yo ass shake

Work, work it 'til yo back aches

Crazy with yo bad ways

Baby’s got me mad dazed

Naked wearing black shades

She’s faded tryna stand straight

Fantasize these feelings

Damn her thighs appealing

Never see her silent she’s the livest in the building

And I swear to god I’m high enough that I can hit the ceiling

And there really is a science to this grinding that we giving

They be in it for the bucks, but I did it for the rush

Bitch I live it, check the way I taught my bitch to roll my blunts

Get specific and admit I even limp and hold my nuts

You ain’t once been a general, the kid will show your bluffs

You can suck on my genitals until I blow a nut

Give a fuck about you bitter folks who think you won’t get touched

Get you crushed with your chin all broke til' your bones are dust

Getting love from them Minnesota people rollin' blunts

See he fronts like he gone last

We the front while he’s the last

If we’re running I’m the one to lead this hundred meter dash

See I’m sonning motherfuckers like they was in need of dads

If you’re sleeping I’ma creep in where your mother keeps her cash

Rhyme about the rubbish

Fly without the luggage

Try and doubt I love it cause what’s life without some ruckus?

And highly doubt you’ll touch us

Have you lying down in crutches

Puffin high amounts of dutches

All these dimes are down to bust it

See I’m laying down the rules

My name got out an grew

The only reason that you hate is cause I’m great at what I do

Got you prayin' that my paper count won’t stable out to you

Cause you’re angry that your bank account remains without no loot

We sense, a hot summer

Weed stench in my hummer

Be tense, because I got some reflexes like thunder

Recess the way I play with these records, you’re one that’s rejected by your

bitch that keeps texting my number

Kid was born a dragon, shit just starta happen

Bitch you’re just my son, I shoulda jizzed you on a napkin

Yes this is the one that all these bitches call the captain

So just come aboard my ship unless you’re into water raftin'

I can make you fuckers gasp with the way I’ve come to gas

Gaining cash fuck a label tell 'em take it up the ass

I’ma have you in fractions like a fatal fucking crash

(I'ma have you in fractions like a fatal fucking crash…)