He keep talking to me put him in the DIRT
Put the heavens to his back like that boy on a SHIRT
Had to get me a new back to show them what im worth
They know i stay in New York so imma hit a milly [uh
I done told that boy to stop i can’t show him no pitty [uh
I know that its hard for you to see but baby im the dealy [uh
I been running routes yuno gon catch it
He gon run the city
That boy swear he different but i swear to god these n#gg#’s lame
I can’t show no pitty im saditty
Hot just like my name
Boy i swear your pockets itty biddy
Swear we not the same
Finna go pull the magic out make em disapear like
David Blaine
Broke n#gg# acting dumb i swear to god
I might just purge yo chain
Asking for some cash i get the bag
Lil bro we not the same
I swear i ain’t want do it to him
Hollow tips make yo body fluid
I just be getting the cash these n#gg#s be mad
Lil bro ain’t you tired of loosing
If he talking down on GATE i swear to god i’ll put him on a shirt
Sipping dirty like the faygo swear to god ill put em in a hearse
She came to my crib and put her head up and she went to work
Turn yo house to vacant like a n#gg# went up on a PURGE
f#ck it im going to war wit any n#gg#
That’s faking and saying they bout it
They saying yuno switched up on a n#gg#
But i ain’t even notice a n#gg# been clouted
Im putting up road block’s theres no way around it
Now im finna show yall this rap sh#t i found it
Yo head in my scope like im hunting for bounty’s
I put him to sleep now he up where the clouds be
Get stabbed in the back like OJ
Cuz it is not ok to f#ck with the
n#gg#s around me
All these Spain b#tches say ole
Like its my birthday
They clapping but no hands around me
I got all the bullets that will lift you like downey
Get hit in the stomach inny to a outty
Oh she a rebel call that p#ss# rowdey
How you talk sh#t im right up in to county
Now what you say what u mean
I be dripping in that mink
Know i be switching my clothes like im switching my flows
When we rap it feel like we in sync
Like i got to many hoes
They be whiping they nose
Like they sniffing coke right off the sink
Know this sh#t easy sh#t is not difficult
Have the b#tch walk in the club wit some cleats, b#tch!
“FATALITY”
“THIS IS A CERTIFIED HOOD CLASSIC”
“HA HA HA HA HA HA HA, WELL DONE! ”
[Infinity
[May god be with you all
“Your not that guy pall trust me your not that guy
Ok and you? Absolutly.”
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Augvst Lyrics – Purge!