Evil Thoughts

It's 8 a.m. right now, I'm coolin' with my murderers If a bitch talk slick, then I'm gon' get my bitch to murder her My bitch said I'm cheatin', I'm calm down, I never heard of her choppa get to clappin', you better run back in the crib, you know Bro, I'm high as f*ck, I can't raise it to a higher note Nigga talkin' murder, well, you know that that's for hire tho You wanna join the camp, well, you gotta catch a M And he coolin' on that block, you better kill him with his friends Uh, spend that block, they not outside, spend that shit again Ayy, switch his ass, he still twichin', switch his ass again Ayy, we bang bros, all we do is spend blocks Yeah, send shots, yeah, and hit tops, go He's lackin' on that block, well, I'm tryna hit his taco Lil Brody dropped the drac, why the f*ck you let the yop go We hit his fuckin' head, he fucked around and let his brain go She said she wanna f*ck, well, it takes two to tango You ain't spend that block, nigga, you should be ashamed, bro Throw away your life for that shit that's on that tat, though Niggas wanted smoke, guess that they don't want it no more Say you makin' bread, you don't got that shit to show for Beat they block in order nigga fee fi fo fum Yeah, I made that song, niggas ridin' round with four drums Ten milly with a switch, yeah, bitch, you can't afford them Go spend that fuckin' block before you do, bitch, I'm not dumb Oh, only murder in my eyes Tell that boy you bound to die Tell that boy you bound to die Oh, only murder in my eyes Tell that boy you bound to die Tell that boy you bound to die Get back, get up on him, push his shit back Lil' mad ass know he mad that I hit that He got a burner where he at, I wanna get that I want murder, she said I'm done with my lil' sick ass Oh, that's him? Crept up on him, my lil' slick ass Evil thoughts, light a red can, that's full of gas I wanna kill, I should drown him in sulfuric acid Let me stop what I just said, was fuckin' scatted You tried to diss me and the guys, nah I'm not gon' have it Get up on him, that's a opp brody, let him have it Get up on him, just gon' shoot, bro, I'm probably snappin That's your song?, well, turn it off, I'm done with all the cappin Say you gon' kill me, that's not finna happen Turn it up, I'm on y'all ass, I'm done with bein' nice You know life is like a gamble, don't be rollin' dice Last nigga was tryna gamble, then got put on ice Don't be lackin' outside, you know we ending nights Nigga got put in that room, then he turned to mice Yeah, he turned to Mickey, got caught up with them blickies Bro said he want his head, okay, bro, go get him He lackin' bad, I bet that I'm gon' roll him up I ain't had the Marley's, so I put him in a dutch He keep spinnin', so I start to double clutch No, we not scared, know the devil stay with us I'm with Lil' Azstrxl, now I'm smokin' with the Vamps They not knowin' that I'm rollin' other Vamps We big demons, we got guns that's so advanced A strobe light on the 10, ah make em dance They can't hang around me, they be fuckin' up my plans Just smoked your man and now I'm smokin' on your twin Bitch, keep the coochie don't want that shit, that shit twam Why she come around me? know, she smellin' like a clam