Kill Switch

I said where you from what hood you ain't official Ima smoke your dumb ass up and put you right up in a swisher Yea you talking like you bout it but ain't never met the reaper It's gone be some repercussions since he laughing at them pictures Man I told them turn me up since a war started Preaching in the booth when I get loose I go retarted It's a viral death wish for all them niggas who been plotting I approved this message YST bitch ain't no stopping Trenches Screaming telling me let's go This for my brother 7boy we gone blow To all my jungle killas We gone start the show We steppin for big Scotty Jay gang till I go And I get tired of all these rappers fake dissing I chose my card now I'm big ballin every season My bitch get nasty Michael Jackson how I beat it We scamming niggas in her DMs ain't no secret That boy my son he fucking up he need a spanking And f*ck them schools the only thing I learned was bag chasing The type of money that's gone make a bitch get ass naked And only niggas from the trenches get what I'm saying You see me smoking thugga we don't f*ck with dezzy He couldn't match my rap cuz we don't do the capping He ain't from Compton it's the liggas he be repping Man And how you f*ck on my big niece and then go flex it You damn near 30 I ain't worrying bout what you texting You think I'm dumb them little guns ain't gone blast shit And y'all ain't never seen me like this let's get ratchet Yea let's get ratchet Starting these new habits Like put all these hundreds and this glizzy in my mattress They said I be capping nah I'm spazzing with my fashion Ask that little nigga who got knocked in Donnas traffic I walk the walk and talk the talk so what you trynna do That asian boy be snitching talking like a interview I'm with the action so far all this shit offended you But you ain't make no type of comeback so let's get rid of you I don't know why they live behind a fake page Like we don't see them faces run around in LA You not a rapper you a bitch that just be trolling Set hopping, false claiming, little boy no city rolling Bullets hit like idroprofun bitch cutthroat Bitch I never been raided bitch you don't want no gun smoke Yea float like a butterfly sting like a bee Laughing at the opps cuz they big brother on a tee I said where you from what hood you ain't official Ima smoke your dumb ass up and put you right up in a swisher Yea you talking like you bout it but ain't never met the reaper It's gone be some repercussions since he laughing at them pictures Man I told them turn me up since a war started Preaching in the booth when I get loose I go retarted It's a viral death wish for all them niggas who been plotting I approved this message YST bitch ain't no stopping