Last supper part 1

I ain't with no set but you mention my brothers you get beat with the stick Everything for waka every flock get hit My niggas got sitchy they gonna get busy Know a couple of ooters that hit straight Madulas Opp block a carousal The gang is spinning Whole In his face he need a fillin How niggas brag about drills they ain't do I'm smokin on packs that shh produced Hand me the tool and I'm clearing the lane Sev side we spinning that too Got Matalo baby he ready go kuu Opps need to pray he ain't off the juice On demon timing I'm completing consignment Keep running your jib im promoting the violence The tech loud but it's making you silent Showing no mercy im sending out shells Stay on my pivot Green bean they all hit I keep me a rocket I shoot throught the coat Glaa glaa glaa Step in the spot and I draw all attention Look out for the tape no pun attended Last supper shit you can get off of our dicks Opp thot love touching on my chrome My heart ain't for you so just leave it alone I'm clutching the tool put one in his dome Fucking his bm im all in my zone I give her the D she won't leave me alone Last thing you see is a flash Like jimmy neutron gotta blast How you a opp and a fan To busy chasing the bag Get in my way you toe tagged If I don't get rich then I'm dead or in jail If the ooter get booked then we coming with bail If I don't get rich then I'm dead or in jail If the ooter get booked then we coming with bail