Fangs

Turn this motherfucker up Damn, bitch hit me, say that she hate me, shit Went 'head and got me a plate, huh Broke it down, made me a play, shit Pack, it came in from LA, f*ck Thotty, she came from the Bay, huh Now I went down on the yams, yeah Ocean Ave, smokin' on gas, yeah F*ck on that bitch from the 'Gram, huh Swear that this shit ain't no fable, huh 'Member days I ain't have cable, f*ck 'Member days daddy was different, shit Then I went out, started pitchin', yeah Now I'm rappin' for the digits, huh Yeah, I made it all happen, huh Real niggas all in my faction, yeah Niggas start yappin', we clappin', uh Bring me that, OG That good shit, that sticky pack Told that young bitch she was workin' it So I put her on a Percocet On the same drugs that the surgeons get Type to pop out with a KelTec Tacchini on, with a couple racks A couple foreigns and a fuckin' pack I'm a wolf, you don't see the fangs Baby girl, know I'm with the gang Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" Baby girl, you know I'm with the gang Know that I'm a wolf, you don't see the fangs Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" (uh) Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" (uh) Not religious where we from (hell nah) But we pray to Saint Laurent (we gon' pray, though) The blessings with the garments from the carnage in the war Is you motherfuckin' dumb? What's mine was never yours They hit the blunt and plot more Ain't really with the back and forth He hit the trigger, drop four Ball up my fist and knock yours I had to get my rocks off It was three-some in the morn' I make 'em lick it, lockjaws Sensitive, they twat sore, acid rain downpour They prayin' on my downfall But they don't know that I'm God I love when my targets run, it's more fun My diamonds shinin', tiny redrum Clockwork, my Glock work, squirt, let the gun rip Serve plays, I'm all ready to put in this work Blue steel, retro cap, Fred Durst Live like a pimp, bury you in red dirt You think I'm bad? Nigga, my set worse The grimiest neck work, blade at your jugular Knife in neck work, hecklers get curses And hex words, flip with death I'm tongue kissin' the Tec, I turn water to acid Turn your son to a bastard, sellin' yams Suck my dick, you bastard ass, bitch ass nigga I'm a wolf, you don't see the fangs Baby girl, know I'm with the gang Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" Baby girl, you know I'm with the gang Know that I'm a wolf, you don't see the fangs Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" Screamin' out, "F*ck what you claim" Uh, yeah, yeah