Fucked Up Night

Pass the bottle the crews out Pulled up now we gone kick it Poured another now my heads killing In the back my whole crews chilling Pouring drinks and hitting bong rips Now we look across the room and we see A couple mans starring Now we see them walking towards us From a far they start throwing gestures Now my whole crews up We're about to break some skulls I will slit your throat Break your neck and leave you stranded in a ditch Cut your legs of chop them into pieces Skin your body and feed it to the rats To the rats Now we hear the cops roll in Crew run out the back Now we jump in the car We moving two hundred an hour Take a left and right Now we loose the cops Now we're all celebrating Next thing we know Something went wrong So I look to my left and I look to the back And all that I see is my crew covered in blood Then I realize we are all fucked up Yo yo yo what the f*ck is up This is moneybag 2K20 motherfucker Pull up or shut up bitch We are dead We are dead We are dead We are dead