battlefield

(syntheticdrugs) Yuh Heard em talk down, they don't know shit Codeine in my cup, I been mixin' up my potion Got an M16 on my hip, we gon' blow shit Pass me the motherfuckin' rock, bitch I'm coaching Number N(I)ne on my belt, it's too hard Ksubi on my jeans, studded bet from my cougar Tha-That's your girl? hope you not afraid to lose her LSD on my tongue, smoking gas in my Uber I know these bitches all some pussies, talking shit on computers Battlefield in my Civic, ride with my shooters Baby give me good brain just like a tutor We some big dogs, you a little puppy, you get neutered Get back, we gon' let this shit blow Ricky from my head to motherfucking toe I'm all by myself, young king on my throne I don't need no help, do this shit on my own You said I'm the shit bitch I been known I don't like the way you talk you should watch your tone Eyes heavy when you see me, yeah I'm always stoned Won't pick up my cell, hunnid missed calls on my phone Run it back, I don't know what you saying Left his body in a dumpster it started decaying Bitch you see my face do you think that I'm playing? Couple hundred shots, yeah we gon' get to spraying