Ill Intentions
Sick of the ill intentions
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell
Cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
Sick of the ill intentions
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell
Cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
I say
Fuck it it's up!
It's war wit them bitches who siding and roll wit the feds
Let's go in the stations, and start get the spraying
We get close enough then it's off wit they head
That shit is dead
Thinking shit is all sweet when you leaving us out in the street
Keep that shit on repeat
Gone be starting some shit with some niggas you can not defeat
Man that shit is so dumb
I see them fuck boys and they treat this shit like it's for fun
Cause they got them a badge
Try that shit you been trying without and I'm on yo ass
Know yo head gone get smashed
Know yo ass gone get smoked
Catch you lacking out here wit no folk
Man this shit ain't no joke
They seeing it now that the people is starting to revolt
Police they killing my brothers
They wanna stop us so they play undercover
I pop the trunk, gets that cutter
I shine her like shoes so she shooting like butter
I go to war for my mother, we black so we gotta watch out for each other
Ski mask when we dip out
Issue smoke for a discount
Sick of the ill intentions
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
Sick of the ill intentions
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell
Cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
I said fuck it, Its UP!
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell
Cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
Sick of the ill intentions
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell
Cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
I say
Fuck it it's up!
It's war wit them bitches who siding and roll wit the feds
Let's go in the stations, and start get the spraying
We get close enough then it's off wit they head
That shit is dead
Thinking shit is all sweet when you leaving us out in the street
Keep that shit on repeat
Gone be starting some shit with some niggas you can not defeat
Man that shit is so dumb
I see them fuck boys and they treat this shit like it's for fun
Cause they got them a badge
Try that shit you been trying without and I'm on yo ass
Know yo head gone get smashed
Know yo ass gone get smoked
Catch you lacking out here wit no folk
Man this shit ain't no joke
They seeing it now that the people is starting to revolt
Police they killing my brothers
They wanna stop us so they play undercover
I pop the trunk, gets that cutter
I shine her like shoes so she shooting like butter
I go to war for my mother, we black so we gotta watch out for each other
Ski mask when we dip out
Issue smoke for a discount
Sick of the ill intentions
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
Sick of the ill intentions
I was alone, did that on my own
No hand outs, ain't ask for no gimmick
I was just taking shut gimme
All in yo pocket, and all wit yo bitches
Hit me up have em needing some stitches
You don't go to jail, you be rotting in hell
Cause you try take advantage yo bitch ass
I said fuck it, Its UP!
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Writer(s): Joshua Johnson
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