RED EYES BLACK GLOCK

You're fuckin with Shoku Radio Its DJ Grenade Okay I pull up in that Enzo She face down defense mode And when I f*ck she let her friends know Think I caught my tempo I used to eat sleep for dinner Now I got my weight up She wanna eat dick bust on her face This aint no make up Yeah I got my cake up Bitch this aint no card game Shooters in attack mode Got machines like arcades Look how fast that car came Look how fast that whip dip Bullet hit your left tire Bet I make that whip flip Trap got deals like Best Buy Wrist that cost a big brick I love me like Kanye Crunch a opp like fish sticks I rock Balenciaga Balmain Cost guap when I switch fits Pussy stop the simpin know the future like the simpsons Red eyes on top of the grip how the f*ck could I miss if I empty the clip One hand when Im fuckin this bitch cause her ass so fat feel like imma slip F*ck hoes wanna run up a bag wanna cop me a gun and a whole lot of drip Good tote when I roll up a spliff put that shit in a blunt so I know that it hit Boy I see demons in my sleep and now I really think Im trippin I was whipping work up in that kitchen mom come home I hide the dishes That bitch used to front of the top I hit it once and now she miss me She say why you wearing all that red I said little bitch its cause Im brimmin I be in the back of the back of the club cause Im grippy I be gettin wasted off the yak I don't drink but Im tipsy The forty in my bag but the Mac hold a fifty I don't fight, no Tekken but this glock my new bitch call it christie