bitch I treat the whip
just like im racing in an F1
pulling off the lot
you can’t even get a test run
hold up what was that?
I thought a broke boy said sum
they be sending shots
but my armour made of Teflon
say you got it now
little homie that won’t last long
bitch I’m doing what I do
dont give a fuck it makes me wrong
get up in the booth like every day
and im just making songs
yeah bitch I got that drip you know I mix and match
we blowing on that cabbage patch
where the fuck you at?
I ain’t hanging with no 69s
you a rat
you don’t even know a fuckin thing about the trap
I’m like bitch
quit actin
I swear to god they cappin
mothafuckas
talking all that shit but I’m just laughing
want it then I get
bitch I don’t do askin
if you want the smoke
then I’m ready I’m bout that action
and I’m pistol packin
pull up with switches
it’s automatic
came to fuck the game up
got it feeling so pornographic
mothafuckas
talking that shit and I fuckin had it
1998 that’s the year that
I was established
make em vanish
no need to panic
and if you try me then im swinging like a fuckin hammock
yeah bitch I been a juggernaut
came to cause damage
mothafuckas sleepin let em hibernate
the driver got the right away
big ass scope on the rifle hit your ass from far away
like im deer huntin
mothafuckas been frontin
this is a new age, new game that we runnin
boutta takeover this bitch we comin
bullets hit his dome and turn his brains into jelly
if my friends fuck me over then im turning into melly
murder on my mind
red bottoms how I’m steppin
all I feel is rage and it started from my depression
so I’m creeping lurkin looking for a target
at my discretion
hit the lick and flee the scene and then I throw away the weapon
where I’m from all we know is gang bangin
being reckless
where you can lose your life over the diamonds
on your necklace
bitch I treat the whip
just like im racing in an F1
pulling off the lot
you can’t even get a test run
once I set a goal
I complete it
then I go make another
and I run it With my brothers
we made it
right out the gutter
I be flying rounds my opps
shooting shots from the chopper gunner
like an A C 130
we heating up it’s a long summer
bitch we doing numbers
and putting em down under
I been balling on these rappers like the O K C thunder
it’s a wonder how I do this shit
the moves I make are lucrative
I kill a rapper then go on the run
a wanted fugitive
bitch I’m deadly and ready and moving stealthy
grab the ammo I got plenty
you know that we gettin wealthy
the gang in all black
like we seal team 6
cock it back
let it blast
on yo ass won’t miss
6 feet deep
go to sleep
when it rips
red dot with the grip
and extended the clip
stay ten toes down
mothafucka don’t slip
bitch I treat the whip
just like im racing in an F1
pulling off the lot
you can’t even get a test run