NEW ORLEANS VOODOO

Imma need that right now
I could blow a bag right now
Imma need that right now, listen
(When we get hungry, we eat the same fucking food)
(When we get hungry, we eat the same fucking food)
(When we get hungry, we eat the same fucking food)
(When we get hungry, we eat the same fucking food)

Aye, voodoos, I can't tell you why the fuck we in the dark, aye
Keep a couple twins and I can't tell them two apart, aye
Swimming with the sharks, aye, silence on your mark
Imma fight em til he dust, aye, light em in the cut, aye
Voodoos, I can't tell you why the fuck we in the dark, aye
Keep a couple twins and I can't tell them two apart, aye
Funny how my necklace glisten like I'm on the sun, aye
Light em up with penicillin, maxing out the charts, aye
(Naturally, you fuck with me?)

I was driving round doing donuts in a Range (Oh yeah)
We don't claim, bitch I don't care what you think (Yeah, yeah)
Go insane, gotta give a lotta thanks (Aight, yeah)
Like buttermilk, bitch I'm tryna get this C.R.E.A.M. (Yeah, yeah)
Put me on the map, yeah, put me on the spot, yeah
Smith and Wesson glock, yeah, put em to a stop, yeah
I can't say how the fuck I feel, yeah
Kick the door, I'm tryna make a mil, yeah

Chop and screw, fightin fools
Hide in tune, light my tomb
I'm in coupe, writer's block
I'm in tune, diamonds rock
I'm a star, I go far
I'm on Mars, driving cars
Huh, life, fuck this lifestyle
They thought I'm illuminati, chased em in the right house
I was in my mind, fuck they talking bout, they really bouta get it
I don't hand out smoke but when I do they get it in their lungs
Changing banks up every month, they got faded in the cut
Write my eulogy before I
Promise that you will
Wasn't fucking with you but you owe me couple mils
Give that to the family and we really got a deal
I'll jump out of my grave and check, I don't know how to feel
(Naturally, you fuck with me?)

I was driving round doing donuts in a Range (Oh yeah)
We don't claim, bitch I don't care what you think (Yeah, yeah)
Go insane, gotta give a lotta thanks (Aight, yeah)
Like buttermilk, bitch I'm tryna get this C.R.E.A.M. (Yeah, yeah)
Put me on the map, yeah, put me on the spot, yeah
Smith and Wesson glock, yeah, put em to a stop, yeah
I can't say how the fuck I feel, yeah
Kick the door, I'm tryna make a mil, yeah

I can't say how the fuck I feel, yeah
I'm just tryna feed my family meals, yeah
Canister of gas, blow the tank and let em feel, yeah
I can see the light, huh, everything is real
(Naturally, you fuck with me?)

I was driving round doing donuts in a Range (Oh yeah)
We don't claim, bitch I don't care what you think (Yeah, yeah)
Go insane, gotta give a lotta thanks (Aight, yeah)
Like buttermilk, bitch I'm tryna get this C.R.E.A.M. (Yeah, yeah)
Put me on the map, yeah, put me on the spot, yeah
Smith and Wesson glock, yeah, put em to a stop, yeah
I can't say how the fuck I feel, yeah
Kick the door, I'm tryna make a mil, yeah