WEAK DEAD (feat. 884Phxbia)

This nigga mad 'bout a bitch I swear that glock finna hit Beam on the glock, bullets come with that muzzle Lil bitch no im not finna miss Glock for an opp and a glock for a bitch He talking crazy I'm not finna diss This nigga talking 'bout me like a hoe Nigga you don't got a dick I'm talking that shit nigga swear he gone die Chop on the beam, I don't got to try This nigga stupid, he tried to slide Ain't no witness lil nigga get shot in the eye Walk with a stick and I don't got to trip When I shoot at a nigga, he gone get fried He gone hop in that hellcat, sending bullets at him Nigga you cannot dodge (Ay) Choppa start sending bullets you can't dodge nigga Just want the neck bitch I ain't going to prom with ya Talking that shit to the choppa, your gone nigga Bullets size so big it'll make it look like a bomb hit ya Pull up on your block and we fold 'em like origami, nigga Body drop we dip off the block before you even saw me, bitch You looking forward to involving the cops But you ain't know this shit You broke lil bitch Put 40 on your head that you gone fold Cause you a scared lil bitch Get the fye fye Dumbass really thought I wasn't bout it cause I'm 5'5 Told em' we gone roast 'em like the chicken up at Popeyes Told that nigga "bye-bye" Put him in the blind spot Got that nigga dropped off, bitch Yall hating can't admit that I'm gone pop off, bitch Too late yall bitches just gone see my glock pop, bitch She ask me for my number that is not your bitch You better watch your bitch You can't even dodge this shit Take your block with a cheese grater And my chops getting hungry I'm not finna eat later And I just bought a green laser And in love with that bitch on the net you a e-dater Take your block with a cheese grater And my chops getting hungry I'm not finna eat later And I just bought a green laser And in love with that bitch on the net you a e-dater Lil nigga I be tweaking Caught him lacking on a weekend They ain't find his body nigga he die last week Nigga he a week dead Shot in the top then dug out a weak head She gave me top once she got weak head If a nigga want smoke pull up with a chop We gone fill him right with lead They be like "Taro how you write like that?" Ben 'bout my Franklins key up in the sky like that Ain't got no patients nigga we can fight like that Mad cause your bitch for the team man she trifling Up on your block like a gun range with rifles, yeah Shoot at your whip turn that bitch unicycle, yeah Spin out like laundry make him do some cycles, yeah Be like you caught me nigga we gone find your ass Flowing for days niggas know that I'm like the best Gone get your gang lit up if you even try to test Nigga six bodies, six bags Turn this bitch to Six Flags Way I turn the scene into a frightening fest Shoot at his sides yeah he gone need a wider vest Feeling like Biden I'm gone need to get some rest Cause man I'm tired of these niggas think they the best Open your mind with this glock one shot to the head (Ay Yuh) (Open your mind with this glock one shot to the head) Ay, yuh yuh (Open your mind with this) (-mind with this) Ay (-shot to the head) Ay Yuh (-glock one shot to the head)Ay Ay Ay Ay (-glock one shot) (-glock one shot to the head) Ay Yuh (Aye)