Type9ine

You talk on the Jew You get killed like a nazi And I bet that your bitch made of plastic Word to my mother I see you I'm drastic On my deads no you ain't living lavish When I see you , yea it's up Pouring da lean call it blood In the cup When I see you, yea it's up I'm smokin on * and im smokin dat dutch I get sturdy , when I want to Smoking dat white boy now he just a tattoo Matter fact he gon turn to a statue And they know that lil Gdot he shot you And they know I'm a demon like that Like, why he keep runnin like dat Everyone shot I be living like dat like Bitch yea I get sturdy like dat Ay, rule number one here we go Like, I cannot die by the pole Rule number 2 lemme talk all the facts Like ,Gdot he movin like dat Rule number 3 just to finish this shit You gotta move fast cuz you gonna get hit Like, you gonna die by the chop And you know I don't stop for no cop Word to my motha she givin that top Like , she likin g with the dot Kayo come on lemme hop out the car Bitch, hop out the car he running he running Ain't getting too far (POW POW AH) Smokin that Za-Za (AH) Smokin on that AH-AH I take a hit I'm high in the sky I can't work no 9-5 My shorty down to ride I know my mans gon slide if I slide Get his get back if I die Hop in the V I put a opp on a brand new white tee Ion give a f*ck if you like me Haters gon hate but I still go hard Ain't time to ride you ain't gettin in the car I know Jus gon ride ?????