(That shit crazy)
Ooh, it's another dead nigga, the rapper
Play and you get stepped on
Chopper go through Teflon
The city say I'm dead wrong
Mad as fuck all my meds gone
Like where the fuck the Percs at?
I'm gon' get off with this Glock
Make all the opps ask where I work at
I got titties on the Drac'
No BBL, I'm still gon' twerk that
Bitch keep askin' where her purse at
She ain't even make me nut yet
What the fuck?
You hear that Drac', you better duck
Or like a chicken, you get plucked
Like Milwaukee, I got bucks
What the fuck?
Treat him like target practice
Fill him up with holes, then whack one of his people
Your BM ain't shit but an eater
Cut a bitch off, I don't fuckin' need her
Junkie bitch probably usin' them needles
Too high, hope she don't have a seizure
If he lie to me, then I'm whackin' the priest
Mobile, they bump my shit on speakers
Get killed for all that fuckin' reachin'
You reach and I'm gon fuckin' teach you
Dissin' me like blasphemy, you go to hell for that
Your partner 'nem need shells for that
Headtap, can't get his helmet back
I'll whack all your brothers if I got to
Know that shit on sight when we spot you
Quick to bless a nigga like a hachoo
Ain't no point in runnin' when we got you
I spent ten at the mall ten times on ten different days
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you doin' 'cause I'm still gon' get paid
Ridin' 'round with this cutter, so when you tempt me, I'll give your ass a fade
Chopper split a nigga ass in half just like a fuckin' blade
Mama kept the house clean as a bitch, ain't ever use no Raid
Heard the feds been tryna get in my shit, know I got crooked ways
If this rap don't work, back to the block, all day, I'm makin' plays
I was the one makin' all the plays
My favorite shooter one call away
Percs probably runnin' through my veins
I gotta stay high every day
I feel like I might die today
Opp die, we turn that to a holiday
Hit they block, they evacuate
I'm tryna fuck, but she wan' make me wait
These niggas love to hate 'cause they know I'm great
Shoot you in your face, your head bust like a grape
Crucified, left him on a stake
Ooh, it's another dead nigga, the rapper
Play and you get stepped on
Chopper go through Teflon
The city say I'm dead wrong
Mad as fuck all my meds gone
Like where the fuck the Percs at?
I'm gon' get off with this Glock
Make all the opps ask where I work at
I got titties on the Drac'
No BBL, I'm still gon' twerk that
Bitch keep askin' where her purse at
She ain't even make me nut yet
What the fuck?
You hear that Drac', you better duck
Or like a chicken, you get plucked
Like Milwaukee, I got bucks
What the fuck?
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