TYBG

F*ck you want This gas pack is hella strong Now hold on tight We gone ride through the night Keep some fire tucked up on my side And a sawed off pump in the trunk Just incase you niggas actin up Where you from Forty in my hand, 45 in my grip Patiently waiting for you niggas to slip Imma empty out the mag Please dont touch my raf I cant do my dance Pockets to heavy All of this fetty I'm clad up in fendi F*ck you I'm petty yo bitch say I'm pretty She wanna f*ck but i just want the head Shawty gon top me up I wasn't impressed On to the next run up a check Schwarzenegger with flex sippin hi tec Green or some red Lsd got me feelin like I'm Jimi Hendrix I threw four beans to the back of my head Lay back rest enjoy the bliss Light up the spliff and get high Look me in my eyes whenever i speak You pussies is weak got a beam to yo teeth This AR be kickin just like Bruce Lee You finna get clapped if you step up to me 556 Or 223 what will it be I like guns I like poppin slugs If you want some smoke then you get lit up like a blunt 7 Tabs of acid on my tongue Just for fun Now my mind is numb Black on black my air force ones Stompin on you lungs I cant give a f*ck Never that Maxing out all my stats Grabbed a pack Flipped that bitch Stuff money in mattress I just popped a molly and turned lil shawty into an actress Everytime she throw it back it be thunderclappin Roll another blunt Cuz that hoe smellin like some cat piss Rockstar nigga Front flip in the moshpit Rage so fuckin hard that these bodies start droppin Concoctions of potions got me feelin nauseous The room stay spinnin while carcass get tossed in coffins Turn you to a veggie if we got beef aint no squashin Imma off him