I don’t play no games
bitch this shit is what I do
I make moves
you all talk
leave you gassed up like Jews
POSTED ON YOUR BLOCK
KAMAKAZIE YOUR WHOLE CREW
LEAVE EM COLD YALL OVERDUE
you know
we keep them tools
see a Opp
get opped out
try me ima pop out
IMA KEEP THE GLOCK OUT
SPIN THE BLOCK
TO ROCK OUT
SHEELS FEELING HOT NOW
YOU RUNNING OUT YOUR SOCKS NOW
I don’t need no shooter
bitch I shoot that shit myself
you can see me 1 on 1
bitch cause I don’t need no help
tried to keep it cool
you playing with me
send your ass to hell
leave yo body rotten
in the woods
ain’t no one sense the smell
you believe yo bitch
but she the one that kiss and tell
you got problems
I got problems
we can get that shit dealt
creep up on him with the stealth
don’t give a fuck bout how you felt
let this fire hit his face and we gon watch his skully melt
I know what she wants
it’s in my pants below the belt
FUCK IT ISSA MURDER
THIS THAT SHIT I ALWAYS FELT
IF ITS EVIL THAN IM MOVING LIKE AN EAGLE
HAWK EM DOWN,
HEAD TAPPER, HEAD SNAPPA
PULL THESE BITCHES WAVES BACKA
I let these bitches slide but now they getting on my nerves
you gon get what you deserve
we spin the block and hit reverse
if I say then I mean it
bitch this ain’t just a verse
if he wanna come test and me
ima send em to the nurse
loading up the Drac
100 rounds
will get dispersed
hit his chest and make it hurt
semi automatic burst
CAUSE WE LURKIN IN THE FIELD
CAUSE WE READY FOR THE MURK
bitch I’m aiming for the head
but I be giving out these toe tags
on another mans dick
is where you find your hoe at
try me and the gang
we stomp em out like a door mat
I got alot of nice shit
bitch you can’t afford that
come through and hit em with a raging fist
rollin up blunts with the team right now
got my eyes looking just like an Asian kid
I been up on the low staying
off the grid
hit the gas when I floor it
I’m a bull like a Taurus
give em hooks like a chorus
feeling like I’m Zac Morris
rollin green like a forest
got my vision distorted
the shit I do important
I’m whippin up in a foreign
with the gang finna ride
I’m feeling like im A Morgan
who’s the fuckin greatest
is it me while I might be
looking down the scope
only time that I sight see
tunnel vision
this a call of duty like
it’s activision
acclimated
to the fact I’m living what they fabricated
every shot is calibrated
charged up caffeinated
I see the rap game looking dry it’s over saturated
(woah)
fuck with gang lil hoe
(die slow)
everybody knows better drop get low
when I come through with the flow
that they can’t reach
this the kind of level
of rap that you can’t teach
I’m perfect
if you really want it
you can do it
just knowin the power of what’s worth it
I don’t write bars
I don’t write no verses
I just put my life on a beat
when I speak
take these beats
and I put em in hearses
I’m the one to the Air
but I don’t wear forces
Casey_Von
