Commercial (feat. Spazz)

Still screaming f*ck the other side them niggas wasn't around They ain't never pull a homicide Swerve through the city gotta cutie and some drank with me Good loud yeah you know i keep some stank with me I'm a young don Dada so don't play with me Turn to target practice i guess we shopping for brains Cause if i aim with this Beretta promise imma bang Im the standing ovation make the crowd sang Get dem P's for the low i like to flip thangs She a nat get your bitch I pass her to the gang Pull up to a nigga show and get to snatching chains All that thuggin on the gram gone get a nigga smacked All that thuggin on the gram gone get ya dawg whacked Imma aim with that cutta smoke em in the back The opps healthy when you stuff em in a back wood Hole in one split a bitch like im tiger hood Glock 23 hollow tips two tone Infared on his body dont move wrong i pledge allegiance to this choppa Imma put in work Leave his brain on the curb body in a hurst This for them bitch niggas switched up changed clicks this for them pussy Niggas hiding on that hoe shit I got the 44 tucked in all black like the reaper Pop up in a nigga dreams blow em like some reefer Yeah the opps talkin that mean im opp stalking F*ck a nigga buck a nigga yeah thats what josh taught me Youn really kno a nigga bitch back up off me You bet not try to play imma make yo fuckin day Riding roun 4 deep broad day wit a K I see the wrong nigga imma let the K spray Choppa prancin bullets dancing call them bitches kid and play Choppa prancing bullets dancing call them bitches kid and play Swervin through the city geeked bitch im chasing bands I got a play for some percs play for some zans You want a O gotta hit me on the black phone I spy a opp den he dropped its a red zone Celebrating with the gang we got a nigga gone Blowing gas its in the air i clapped a nigga soul Nigga played up in traffic riding fish bowl Nigga beefing wit his gang cause his dawg told They aint tell you in these streets that pussy nigga fold See the slime bust out his brain like a filthy nose He let them hallows wet em up like a water hose Spin on his block back to back like a drake song Cant stop rolling woods my fuckin fingers hurtin Stop trying to beef boy you know you to suburban Smitty cross niggas up call that bitch kyrie irving When im dumping do em dirty boy you faking wit yo thirty Why the f*ck is niggas worried bout my pack and what im serving Close yo mouth go in the house for you look up see me swerving 320 the gang know we quick to leave a stain Outwest wit my blick still yellin jumpout gang Swervin thru your section wit a deadly weapon dont do no insta rapping Lil bitch come get at me Moving bags cross the city f*ck the city up Dont wanna sell me no weight den bitch you gettin bucked Free jacker when he touch bitch we chasing bags Top shotta bang it out leave em toe tagged Its a shame bitch niggas wanna play with me Outwest 290 got this K wit me Tre savage down to run em down and spray wit me Got a bitch name betty and she stay wit me Betty go she a fool she done bop niggas Got a couple cold killers they done dropped niggas Free da gang f*ck the opps imma opp killer Smoking dead niggas pollution yeah its in the air Nigga say he want smoke now he outta there I bang out broad day on your block like f*ck a rocking chair Bitch