Ash It (feat. Corey Loveless & P.S.)

All the opps in the spliff ash it Bro get the assist when I pass it He was talking when I seen him in person That nigga was scary and acting. I promise these niggas not savage Bronem up on that glick he gone blast it We caught his ass lacking in traffic Tell that nigga to stop jacking static. Call up the gang he go missing Get yo ass out the way for that dissin' You would think that’s it's madden we blitz em He got hit with that mop caught em slippin' If that nigga want smoke give him cancer Feel like AI lil bitch I’m the answer Aye I’m not the shooter I'll call up my bro with that tecca turn you to a dancer Bitch I’m from søuthside it’s simple If it’s up you get popped like a pimple Hole in his face dimple He not gangsta I checked his credentials. Lil bitch know I ball like the rockets No they cannot stop it Just watch when I blast off Søuthside with the demons Wasn’t never slacking Lil bitch I be working my ass off I been bodying music for mad long Don’t you think that I earned my respect? And you know it’s Tøp Wølfe Aka mr. Talk to me nice So if you step come correct I gotta plug for the packs. I gotta get to the racks, I shoot a hole in his front If the nigga try to get through the back, Know the game on beast most mode, Living life on street codes, Ups and downs lefts and rights My nigga we look like a cheat code, I done got to it with the tight rhyming, Pull out the rolly his sight blinding, I keep my watch on the left wrist, Young nigga on the right timing Got the fiends at the front door, Back yard is the gun store, Glock forty keep the tool up I put in work with this gun boi, I sell a brick on the stage, Twelve see me I got to the cage, Bitch leave me I stuck in my ways, Secrets keep me I go to the grave, I herd enough from the rats, Stick to the facts, Rolly is flooded the foreign is black, Leave me the pack you ain’t getting back, Wølfe and P.s. gotta keep it a stack I jump out the Wraith with a big bag I do my dirt and I switch tags Then I am feeling safe with a big bag I’m in the Wraith doing zigzags Money always part of my mind New glock cause I started to slide Tupac getting bitches to ride You pussy niggas ain’t ready to die I’ve been hurting nothing is perfect I had to learn that the hard way All of the time I've spent workin Just to buy Givenchy How to survive When you look outside and it look like hunger games 9 to the five You wake and sleep then feel its all the same Kids are out robbin Just to survive on the day to day Try to provide but when you denied you gotta make a play Bang Brains all over the place Life you live life your dealt or is it the life you make Light up the spliff ash it Get a few hits pass it Vanishing stress magic Coping with death tragic I've been hurting nothing perfect i had to learn that the hard way All the time I've spent working just to buy Givenchy I've been hurting nothing perfect i had to learn that the hard way All the time I've spent working just to buy Givenchy PUSSY!