Aggro (feat. First City Kid)

Momma told me not to bring my guns to town But now I deem it necessary Army Of Two we let the shells roll Pass me the aggro- Then i'm rushin head on Duckin when they hear this bomb Smack ya with a ratchet Im wreakin Havoc Peep a Prodigy Why you suckas wanna push DGIB I come equipped with the 36 And the gear for your ear Catch em gawkin jockin from afar and near Enemies think its sweet While i sleep with my hand on the heat Was it just a dream or reality My mind is playin tricks on me Double knees deep Scoped out while they on the creep Slicker than sleet You see 2020 changed me I'm angry I need a keg of Mickey's just so I can see g Thats the prescription description Need it all the time Lately find myself on the blurred line Here come the Gringo Broski kick it with the sold out show flow Lonely Danger Ranger and Tonto Launchin spears through your ears pronto Rippin stitches smackin ditches Gotta see the bigger picture Vice grip glued to the liquor Slammin harder than the scales on the Richter Old and new school mixer I bring the noise quicker with a vigor Grave digger's hair trigger I have you screamin through ya teeth I'm on the fuckin creep as you sleep I'm the beast on the west not the east I was raised on the north side of LV Always playing in the street And I'm sick to say the least And I'm quick bust a free Spit a rap split a wrap Smoke some trees you know me I used to be a villain now I'm chillin stay low key Mama told me lay offa the conspiracies Ima young ass kid but I'm still OG Ima old soul so my heart is like an artifact So please don't test my mothafuckin cardiac Just tell me where the hoes That wanna party and the OJ and Bacardi at Bitches snortin so much snow they prolly have a heart attack It's el guero and DaGuyInBlack Put the wheels in motion Bitch I'm floatin like a fuckin Cadillac Mind is cloudy like some cataracts Bars still sharp as hatchets and battle axes Real fuckin savage I'm bat shit Knockin earth straight off it's axis Came out the dirt with my homies Like some fuckin cabbage patch kids Rocket in my pocket So best watch it where you walkin I'm sick of all that talkin and barkin I just stay sparkin up If you wanna trip then I'ma park ya up I'm sick to say the least Couple tricks Keep 'em hidden up my sleeves F*ck that liquor Roll a leaf I ain't really tryna beef When it comes to two men And one of them men ain't gon leave I gotta get em first He give a f*ck about me keep it G All I got is my son, and my piece And I gotta boutta rack in jeans And I'm making sure I pass down all my cheese Dumb fiends receive beatings but me I'm just eating good no EBT Tryna grip grain as I dip through my neighborhood 380 in a mafuckin boot so don't get bucked Cuz the juice got you way too loose