Let me see your blood run
Bitch You know you fucked up
Choppa come around
Spray you down like dumb thug
Nothing but a lost cause
Looking like a bitch huh
Coming with a 9
Strapped up with a beam on
Like bitch
Who the fuck is you
I'll put in coffin and I'll bury you too
Like shit
You dumb fucking fool
I'll skin you alive and br-nd you a tool
I'm Talking to my demons
While You talking to a ghost
Choppa hunid round
Spray you down you looking engrossed
Fucking with a baddie
And she fucking with my songs
I fucked her to this beat
Fucking all night long
Trigger finger ain't to happy
Pistol whip until you gagging
Let blood run down the mountain
I'm so high fuck I'm drowning
Leave mark upon her ass
Tell her daddy be right back
Got a 9 that needs a mag
Fuck it I'll just use my hands
Bitch
You think you can handle me
I'm a god around these streets
The People look up to me
Dare test me and you will see
Bitch
You think you can handle me
I'm a god around these streets
The People look up to me
Dare test me and you will see
Bad motherfucker
Call me Samuel L Jackson
Pussy talking shit he gonna end up on a blacklist
Skull crack backfist
Breaking bones habit
Put em in a knot and then we kick em off the back end
Like wait huh
Vision getting blurred
Teeth knocked back now that boy slurring words
You a lil worm
Stack up my worth selling merch if your homies on shirts
Yeah bitch
Still it's my turn
Sit the fuck back I'll smoke your ass out the urn
Wanna end up bleeding like a pussy getting churned
I ain't given shoutouts for the status I've earned
Stay up on the grind I putting in the work
Eating like a king I out wagyu on a fork
Fuck you bitch
Shots gonna blast ya
Stupid lil ass getting popped like a cork
Aye