f#ck you want
This gas pack is hella strong
Now hold on tight
We gone ride through the night
Keep some fire tucked up on my side
And a sawed off pump in the trunk
Just incase you n#gg#s actin up
Where you from
Forty in my hand, 45 in my grip
Patiently waiting for you n#gg#s to slip
Imma empty out the mag
Please dont touch my raf
I can’t do my dance
Pockets too heavy
All of this fetty
Im clad up in fendi
f#ck you im petty yo b#tch say im pretty
She wanna f#ck but i just want the head
Shawty gon top me up I wasn’t impressed
On to the next run up a check
Schwarzenegger with flex sippin hi tec
Green or some red
Lsd got mе feelin like im Jimi Hendrix
I threw four bеans to the back of my head
Lay back rest enjoy the bliss
Light up the spliff and get high
Look me in my eyes whenever i speak
You p#ssies is weak got a beam to yo teeth
This AR be kickin just like Bruce Lee
You finna get clapped if you step up to me
556 or 223 what will it be
I like guns I like poppin slugs
If you want some smoke then you get lit up like a blunt
7 tabs of acid on my tongue
Just for fun
Now my mind is numb
Black on black my air force ones
Stompin on you lungs
I can’t give a f#ck
Never that
Maxing out all my stats
Grabbed a pack
Flipped that b#tch
Stuff money in mattress
I just popped a molly and turned lil shawty into an actress
Everytime she throw it back it be thunderclappin
Roll another blunt
Cuz that hoe smellin like some cat piss
Rockstar n#gg#
Front flip in the moshpit
Rage so f#ckin hard that these bodies start droppin
Concoctions of potions got me feelin nauseous
The room stay spinnin while carcass get tossed in coffins
Turn you to a veggie if we got beef ain’t no squashin
Imma off him
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