Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Activities, artist - Iamsu!. Date of issue: 08.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Activities |
| Codeine on rocks, most definitely when I’m tired |
| The substances we steal with all of that |
| My low got killers inside of it |
| 40 with 30 inside of it |
| Got a rubber handle and a beam on it |
| You know it got all of the condiments |
| My low got killers inside of it |
| 40 with 30 inside of it |
| Got a rubber handle and a beam on it |
| You know it got all of the condiments |
| You know I’m with all of the substances |
| They must know who they fuckin' with |
| He was 16 when he lost his life |
| They must not know that it come with this |
| They must not know she gon' run it in |
| They must not know she a hooker |
| They must not know that my block boom |
| They must not know I’m a pusher |
| My brother on level 4 right now |
| He got shank on it right now |
| I wish I could bring him home right now |
| They gave him one day till them lights out |
| My brother on level 4 right now |
| He got shank on it right now |
| I wish I could bring him home right now |
| They gave him one day till them lights out |
| Roll up then pour up a five ounce |
| Sip till I slip in the coma |
| I’m in H-Town with this Cali lamb |
| These niggas gon' trip on this soda |
| I said, roll up then pour up a five ounce |
| Sip till I slip in the coma |
| I’m in H-Town with this Cali lamb |
| These niggas gon' trip on that order |
| I can’t let you kiss on me son |
| I just can’t let you kiss on the soda |
| I can’t let you kiss on the soda |
| I can’t let you kiss on the soda |
| Sent the bitch to Minnesota |
| Got a bitch in my Fendi bending over |
| She told me she fuck with my partner |
| She told me to watch him cause he’s over |
| I said, sent the bitch to Minnesota |
| Got a bitch in my Fendi bending over |
| She told me she fuck with my partner |
| She told me to watch him cause he’s over |
| Gucci buckle for the holster |
| I promise to God I’m a stoner |
| She said she pregnant by mine’s? |
| I promise to God I don’t know her |
| Don’t look or get caught in the open |
| Cause nigga get smoked, just ask the Obamas |
| Don’t look or get caught in the open |
| Cause nigga get smoked, just ask the Obamas |
| I swear to God they ain’t want it |
| Girl, I swear to God they ain’t want it |
| Niggas swear to God they ain’t want it |
| I swear to God they ain’t want it |
| Finna book a flight to California |
| Over 10 bands in my luggage |
| I just be thumbin' through hundred |
| These niggas ain’t playin' with no ducket |
| Finna book a flight to California |
| It’s over 10 bands in my luggage |
| I just be thumbin' through hundred |
| These niggas ain’t playin' with no duckets |
| I’m purchasin' pistols and buckin' |
| For all my lil niggas to kill you for nothin' |
| I’m purchasin' pistols and buckin' |
| For all my lil niggas to kill you for nothin' |
| It’s hail gang like a motherfucker |
| Hail gang like a motherfucker |
| Hail gang like a motherfucker |
| I’m purchasin' pistols and buckin' |
| For all my lil niggas to kill you for nothin' |
| I’m purchasin' pistols and buckin' |
| For all my lil niggas to kill you for nothin' |
| It’s hail gang like a motherfucker |
| Hail gang like a motherfucker |
| Hail gang like a motherfucker |
| I’m purchasin' pistols and buckin' |
| For all my lil niggas to kill you for nothin' |
| Huh, easy mother nigga like a lay-up |