Silver Bullets (feat. Qari)

Ima get serious I'm makin appearances Just building a brand Still need that check in advance I like tequila and sand Sandalwood Burnin again I guess I'm really a hippy Thing on my hip call it hippy Might be a while for you get me All of my niggas got Whitney Bobby Brittany She feel that dick in her kidneys Just put the lick in the fendi Please don't mistake me For friendly Just put that shit in my bag Been that nigga No trendy Rambe I pop out the roof nigga ita be u before ita be me Bitches b mad at the crash but they neva look first before crossing the street U will get shot thru a bag My nigga u run up n u think it's sweet I got some pain n some anger before all that molly I gritted my teeth Rambe I'm back on the juice The perc got me loose I feel it in me Im innat silver bullet on 290 grippin I'm whippin discrete Outwest nigga stay flee right off of madison be my street Sum my niggas say 4, sum my nigga say g Og all my flows, young nigga been unique Glocky thas my bro, he lookin out for me He know how I roll, he know where I be Rambe done took control, its comin over me Ain't no consoling me I'm my own nigga, aint no moldin me All of them hoes u on is old to me See no limits we some soldiers know the troop gone roll in fleets Right where we sposed to be Lookin like gold to me We lookin like yes u lookin like no to me U niggas is ogalvies I need my check, gimme my ovals please Never gone leave my mans out Nigga dont need no handouts Ima just blow this dope smoke Ima just let shit pan out And this shit gone get ran up Til this shit all get ran out Troop pullin up in tandem Murder scene look so random Glock 19 so handsom 34 Round enhanced em Big body benz cost ransom Box chevy drop my trans in Safehouse drop my bands in