Death Wish

(Icey, I'm so sick of you) ha, ha Hop out the coupe niggas smell like pussy I broke the clock can't scale my shit Geeked out my mind, never felt like this Put it in sport then the tail might fish Glock in his face, that's a real death kiss You don't want smoke That's a real death wish Bad bitch ten out of ten, chefs kiss Laying in the I ain't pull over, I'm ducking state troopers My niggas pulled up on time, we some shooters Digital dash in that digital damn All my number be accurate Count like no child That bitch she animal planet, real wild She set you up and she sliming you out She ring on your doorbell We run in your house My jeans Mike Amiri, I stomp in these bitches Got AF1's I'm pumping these bitches Niggas be fly like the sky is the limit But I'm going past that you know it's Double me up, double me down Get that shit, double-time, we miss We spin around These bitches going, they all come around Nigga I ain't been around She like when I smile I got slugs in my mouth shell cases Can't leave no slugs on the ground Hellraiser step, leave a hole in the ground For his script, then we busting them down Drinking the cream soda, flushing them down Don't know what it is But it's something about Niggas that go and start running they mouth Turn off the lights Camp in front of they house Thousand grams, thirty-four, forty-two gang All the real niggas gon' go through the same Trap house and it's part of the game But one thing I learned You can't make no mistakes I done took the skin off My back for some snakes This for niggas that showed that Shit off in my face Hop out the coupe niggas smell like pussy I broke the clock can't scale my shit Geeked out my mind, never felt like this Put it in sport then the tail might fish Glock in his face, that's a real death kiss You don't want smoke That's a real death wish Bad bitch ten out of ten, chefs kiss