Full Chem (feat. sodiumred)

Damn f*ck up the bass Oh shit I'm going insane Might just blow out my brains Walter White bitch say my name Get the f*ck out my way 556 in my case Talking shit about me Pull up on you gon' spray Yeah Sending some blitz Shoot up a snitch Never gave a f*ck about a bitch Punt that motherfucker in the face I hit him with my right wrist Yeah topping your list Top shotta the best Top shotta don't miss Begging at my knees for saving grace I fucking slapped that bitch He's a fucking rat 240's packing in my trunk I got my fucking gat Shot him back Caught the bitch lacking Pulled up on his ass I never lack Got a lotta drums Gonna give you all of that With the scope attached I'll shoot that motherfucker in the dark, Is that bro or his side bitch I can't tell they ass apart AC130 in this bitch we blowing up the charts I'm driving 130 in this whip this shit is push to start Ay said this push to start Pull up with my glock shot him up left him shock Bro playing with my name I stole his fucking G Shock 5.0's all my homies rich we don't do no sparks 24/7 counting racks I don't know when to fucking stop 2 albums done bits damn I must be a superstar Na practical up in this shit we raised the fucking bar Talk tough bout my blocka shoot a puss crying hard Don't give a f*ck about these bitches light them up like they cigars Bitch it's Impractical I'm better that you hoes Scoring goals I need a Tylenol Cause I'm counting all of those Pulling up throws I just hit a lick it keep on my toes Call my bros Hit em up with my racks we spend it on a rolls Damn I need to understand What's your fucking plan See you hating on me man Stop playing I know you a fan Contraband All way the from motherfucking Pakistan That pussy ran Killed that bitch I turned him into Peter Pan