Fuck around bunkin' they got a
Red dot on ya head you gon dead
Like them fucking people them
Anyone who disrespect bunkin' they gon dead
Look at them all of them Look at them
They line up
Don't worry about man just relax
Walk around with an automatic
Walka
Walk around with an auto
Walk around
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
Walk around with an automatic
We're now on the hunt for our
Perpetrator If you see a man
With blue dreads, and a ripped ear
Please inform cable ZYX, and we'll be
On our way
From STOCKTON
Get fucked up
Bust ghost loads in hoes guts
That's west side give no fucks
That's raw snow call no bluff
My eyes red my nose bleed
My coke blood
That's so be
That's so clean
That's soapy
That's Sophie
That white bitch on Both knees
That mouth needs a trophy's
My eyes closed I'm smoking
Them ashes
Dead homies
So fuck you don't know me
I'm floating
While gloating
The room gassed with OG
From STOCKTON that's low key
French inhale that's ghosting
Like spitting out verses
Never rehearse em
Giving out lessons
Putting that work in
Bitches be thirsting
Evil be lurking
Don't disturb me
Heaven have mercy
God don't test me
You both worthy
Speaking in tongues
Or am I slurring
Hallow tips will leaving him burning
Now that pussys fucking squirming
I shouldn't have done it
But fuck it I'm learning
Automatic my stomach is hurting
Look at the bodies
They twitching they hurting
Fuck it no problem cause nothing concerns me
Automatic with no safety
Run up on me