Hunnid Percentz Tru Gangsta Shit

Me and the homies at the crib, the bros Enemies we got, they stay froze Running up on me, is no joke If you lookin' down on me, just stay low Snortin the coco got me high Freaking out, I can fly Just stabbed a random fucking guy I don't even know why Had to pay the cops to turn a blind eye Gavin shut the f*ck up, anyway Back to what I was going to say Pull up with the gang, get the f*ck out my way One of my homies tried to betray Had to kill the man, just a normal friday Yeah thats cool and all I just paid a woman to dribble my nuts like a basketball Made me scream louder than a music hall Got me paralyzed like a rag doll Afterward my nuts were smashed like a snowball Sorry but I gotta cut you though Me and homie Gavin at the studio Hey Qnce, there's a guy here who says his name is a Joe Yo, can I please record a song here Going back to heaven we go Throwing a F*ck you talking about, going back to heaven We're about to make that happen