Bushes

Yeah Swear these niggas think it’s a muhfuckin’ game Talk yo shit [Goonie] I told G man drop the stack We got folks to shoot like that I got young lil jits with high grade sticks Bout busting in they navy cap Feel like Jeepers Creepers When I bust out with that heater Bitch I move at night, that silent pipe In the bushes like cheetahs Play with rod, this ain’t no hobby My servers flood and they love it Traffic bricks out the ‘Rari Say my brother go crazy Might hit a jumper for paper Might hit a jump for a move He search for dummy licks Go stupid fo’ My folks go crazy ‘bout that doe [Verse 1] I ain’t a killer but don’t try it Self defense expanding my capacity for violence (violence) Flip the tables f*ck around and start a riot (riot) Niggas talk I come around and shit be quiet, dead silent Openly receive us, overseers be polices now Feel like Jeepers creepers ‘Cause this stack gone bring the reapers out Please believe it and you see but you don’t want power (uh huh) They told Donald “Pay them millions or its Trump Tower” (go) Fentanyl kills so does gun powder (go) Put holes in ya ribs size of sunflowers (go) Reload the clip because I’m dropping more than one album (buck) I’m one of one and these cowards one of one thousand (one thousand) That’s as far you go They gone slide like bald tires on a car in the snow (car in the snow) Just stay in school, you ain’t as hard you hope (hard as you hope) Just get a job and stop scurring the hoes [Goonie] I told G man drop the stack We got folks to shoot like that I got young lil jits with high grade sticks Bout busting in they navy cap Feel like Jeepers Creepers When I bust out with that heater Bitch I move at night, that silent pipe In the bushes like cheetahs Play with rod, this ain’t no hobby My servers flood and they love it Traffic bricks out the ‘Rari Say my brother go crazy Might hit a jumper for paper Might hit a jump for a move He search for dummy licks Go stupid fo’ My folks go crazy ‘bout that doe [Verse 2] Now we even got receipts who need to see em Politik season, what’s the reason I ain’t leaving I’m the cleanest over 808 sequence Back ‘round the way shit was day to day frequent Thank God I found a play, I’ve been living on the edge I always found a way, no more living in my head But I’m living your head, rent free no utilities Using arms and legs, I take it to extremities Ride alone tonight, first day out it’s only right I’m somewhere on a flight, tryna take my own advice I was shown the light, if not then know the price I’m way too young to die but I’m way too grown to fight [Goonie] I told G man drop the stack We got folks to shoot like that I got young lil jits with high grade sticks Bout busting in they navy cap Feel like Jeepers Creepers When I bust out with that heater Bitch I move at night, that silent pipe In the bushes like cheetahs Play with rod, this ain’t no hobby My servers flood and they love it Traffic bricks out the ‘Rari Say my brother go crazy Might hit a jumper for paper Might hit a jump for a move He search for dummy licks Go stupid fo’ My folks go crazy ‘bout that doe G man drop the stack We got folks to shoot like that I got young lil jits with high grade sticks Bout busting in they navy cap Feel like Jeepers Creepers When I bust out with that heater Bitch I move at night, that silent pipe In the bushes like cheetahs