Ash It (feat. Corey Loveless & P.S.)

All the opps in the spliff ash it
Bro get the assist when I pass it
He was talking when I seen him in person
That nigga was scary and acting.

I promise these niggas not savage
Bronem up on that glick he gone blast it
We caught his ass lacking in traffic
Tell that nigga to stop jacking static.

Call up the gang he go missing
Get yo ass out the way for that dissin'
You would think that's it's madden we blitz em
He got hit with that mop caught em slippin'

If that nigga want smoke give him cancer
Feel like AI lil bitch I'm the answer
Aye I'm not the shooter
I'll call up my bro with that tecca turn you to a dancer

Bitch I'm from søuthside it's simple
If it's up you get popped like a pimple
Hole in his face dimple
He not gangsta I checked his credentials.

Lil bitch know I ball like the rockets
No they cannot stop it
Just watch when I blast off
Søuthside with the demons
Wasn't never slacking Lil bitch
I be working my ass off

I been bodying music for mad long
Don't you think that I earned my respect?
And you know it's Tøp Wølfe
Aka mr. Talk to me nice
So if you step
come correct

I gotta plug for the packs.
I gotta get to the racks,
I shoot a hole in his front
If the nigga try to get through the back,

Know the game on beast most mode,
Living life on street codes,
Ups and downs lefts and rights
My nigga we look like a cheat code,

I done got to it with the tight rhyming,
Pull out the rolly his sight blinding,
I keep my watch on the left wrist,
Young nigga on the right timing
Got the fiends at the front door,
Back yard is the gun store,
Glock forty keep the tool up
I put in work with this gun boi,
I sell a brick on the stage,
Twelve see me I got to the cage,
Bitch leave me I stuck in my ways,
Secrets keep me I go to the grave,
I herd enough from the rats,
Stick to the facts,
Rolly is flooded the foreign is black,
Leave me the pack you ain't getting back,
Wølfe and P.s. gotta keep it a stack
I jump out the Wraith with a big bag
I do my dirt and I switch tags
Then I am feeling safe with a big bag
I'm in the Wraith doing zigzags
Money always part of my mind
New glock cause I started to slide
Tupac getting bitches to ride
You pussy niggas ain't ready to die

I've been hurting nothing is perfect
I had to learn that the hard way
All of the time I've spent workin
Just to buy Givenchy
How to survive
When you look outside and it look like hunger games
9 to the five
You wake and sleep then feel its all the same
Kids are out robbin
Just to survive on the day to day
Try to provide but when you denied you gotta make a play
Bang
Brains all over the place
Life you live life your dealt or is it the life you make
Light up the spliff ash it
Get a few hits pass it
Vanishing stress magic
Coping with death tragic
I've been hurting nothing perfect i had to learn that the hard way
All the time I've spent working just to buy Givenchy
I've been hurting nothing perfect i had to learn that the hard way
All the time I've spent working just to buy Givenchy
PUSSY!