DBP CYPHER (feat. ILYFLIPZ & 7EVENHEAVEN)

Real goth hitta, Stayin' that way Run up on my niggas then It's gonna be a bad day Called up lil bro for the low then the racks came Bricks up in my bag, came home, got a backache School bus in my bio on snapchat Dots to his head. blow a hole through his snapback School bus in my bio on snapchat Dots to his head. blow a hole through his snapback Niggas wanna kill me, Get in line I spent 50 on this 50 and It's going through your spine Pretty lil bitch with the thighs Yeah she singin' my lines and she doin' them lines Dissin on Lil Rage then we comin' for your life Internet niggas ain't bad. they just type Came a long way from scamming on skype Just hide up inside cause I'm waitin' outside How you on road but you always online Got me fried I'm high I just want the money not the hoes F*ck their fake goals Got put in a joint Died on ket like he overdosed I caught in front of his hoe (dead) I caught and I gave him four I heard in jail he dropped the soap (faggot) Is that why he jumped off road Always circling their block like a (aye) Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a ghost They keep on lying cause they got no goals Circlin' their block like a (aye) Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a (aye) Don't give a f*ck about bitches I'm running up racks and I'm counting up riches I'm fucking on opps and I'm rolling a blunt Baby daddy? No, He ain't my son I'm so hot I'm as hot as the sun Bring a bazooka yeah f*ck about guns I move fast but I do not run F*ck about hoes yeah these bitches gon' front Bitching on this and they bitching on that I'ma pull out the gat I'ma f*ck on they ass I'ma F*ck about Nash I'ma pull out the strap And they bitching about me but you know this song slap I'ma circle their block and I'll take opps on walks I will f*ck on your block F*ck on a thot What do I do to bitches? Ghost Always circling their block like a If I shoot him in the face Then I gotta do the race Got me feeling like Tay when I pull out this kay They're all running in a flock when I pull out this Glock Shoot him up, he's in shock It's your time, stop your clock Free my guys that are locked I won't stop till they're free I got a baddie on me and you know she's a freak F*ck with me, pay your fee Yeah I got 223s And I'm sliding in a Jeep Tryna put your ass to sleep (Turn you pack) Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a ghost They keep on lying cause they got no goals Circlin' their block like a (aye) Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a ghost Circlin' their block like a (aye)