Face Card Lyrics – EZ Longway
Singer: EZ Longway
Title: Face Card
Facecard good don’t need id
Better watch yo hoe n#gg# don’t watch me
I know some killers in the cut that’s gone die by me
And my young n#gg# packin like he bout to leave
I was stuck in the trenches i was stuck in the trees
Selling this gas cause i got what they need
You get 2 for 15 i put that on the scale
Compress it up good cause it came through the mail
Tryna run it up fast i mash the gas
Flatten the pack then i’m counting up cash
Ain’t never on e cause i stay with the gas
If the devil on me then i’m making him mad
I do what i want i go where i want
I can post by the sto and sell dope if i want
Use all the glade i can’t take out the trash
I’m smoking pressure
If you ain’t smokin pressure then how can we match
We mixin pressure with pressure that’s a brand new pack
We got extra and extra
They don’t know no better
I trap like i don’t know no better
I can’t get no sleep until my pockets fatter
Rocca fella if he try me ima blow his face
Ima keep knocking at em
I know ima a lock to catch
Unless one of my partners catch em
So i can get back to sellin so the white fowlkes
Can see what’s in the pot for breakfast
Facecard good don’t need id
Better watch yo hoe n#gg# don’t watch me
I know some killers in the cut that’s gone die by me
And my young n#gg# packin like he bout to leave
I was stuck in the trenches i was stuck in the trees
Selling this gas cause i got what they need
Get 2 for 15 i put that on the scale
Compress it up good cause it came through the mail
Aye just when it got compressor
Cop me a nine now i know to stretch em
Put it together i make it look raw
I get her high and put dick in her mouth
We sneaky linkin ain’t no going out
Like shiesty i’m sliming her out
Like gucci i know she a freak
You know don’t fold we like 1017
Except we still stuck in the trenches
Where n#gg#s be dyin and livin
I heard a n#gg# wanna rob me
He gone be dying to get it
Facecard good don’t need id
Better watch yo hoe n#gg# don’t watch me
I know some killers in the cut that’s gone die by me
And my young n#gg# packin like he bout to leave
I was stuck in the trenches i was stuck in the trees
Selling this gas cause i got what they need
Get 2 for 15 i put that on the scale
Compress it up good cause it came through the mail
Tryna run it up fast i mash the gas
Flatten the pack an i run it up fast
Ain’t never on e cause i stay with the gas
If the devil on me then i’m making him mad
I do what i want i go where i wannna
I can post by the sto and sell dope if i want
Use all the glade i can’t take out the trash
I’m smoking pressure
If you ain’t smokin pressure then how can we match
We mixin pressure with pressure that’s a brand new pack
We got extra and extra
They don’t know no better
I trap like i dont know no better
I can’t get no sleep until my pockets fatter
Rocca fella
If he try me ima blow his face
Ima keep knocking at em
I know ima a lock to catch
Unless one of my potnas catch him
So i can get back to sellin so the white fowlkes
Can see what in the pot for breakfast
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