Intro
We love Kid Evil
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh,yuh,yuh
AHHHHHHHHH
Pussy boy don't say shit
I got twin chops come to close you'll get a facelift
I can't fuck with niggas,cause you niggas too basic
When I'm off a perc I wanna fight I wanna break shit
I had to leave my ex that bitch was toxic
Pull up on your block with some hot shit
Before I leave my crib I grab my mopstick
Before I was in the Stu I was on the block bitch
We outside, she said she don't love me
The last thing that I felt
Don't need love, I just need a blunt
No I don't need no help
I just pop out of the window get to busting
Aim and tilt
Send him off to Allah
Imma up this raisin till he melt
I don't need no bitch to please me
I can always please myself
I don't cry no more
Cause my mom used to hit me with the belt
I used to hit myself
But I prayed and I never ditched myself
I don't even like to be around these nights they be jealous
I feel like Goku
I went super sayain, like when them niggas killed Krillin
They took my bro from me
And till this day I can't forget that feeling
Now I'm numb to everything
I see an opp I might just kill em
Me and bro we used to slide on opps
Nobody could control us
He was my brother
Could've been my twin, we looked like Zach and Cody
So for him imma spin again make sure I kill em
Slide on all the opps and knock em down
Shit it look I'm bowling
I used to keep my stick and watch my zone
So I was like the goalie
I was robbing purses, stealing phones,
But I had to buy the Rollie
Ain't have nobody with me
I kept my nine so that I wouldn't get lonely
I be sending shots at all the opps
Cause them niggas is phony
Yeah I drove the whip, then crashed that shit
Then walk off like I stole it
They be tryna throw dirt on my name
They literally don't know me
Ask about me, I would slide on opps
With or without the 40
I started rapping so I can tell my story
I ain't do this shit for glory
I started popping pills
So when I drive the whip I gotta floor it
Fuck
Can I hear
Where you at
Where you going
I told her I'm leaving imma call her in the morning
Where you at
Where you going
I told her I'm leaving imma call her in the morning
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh,yuh,yuh
AHHHHHHHHH
Pussy boy don't say shit
I got twin chops come to close you'll get a facelift
I can't fuck with niggas,cause you niggas too basic
When I'm off a perc I wanna fight I wanna break shit
I had to leave my ex that bitch was toxic
Pull up on your block with some hot shit
Before I leave my crib I grab my mopstick
Before I was in the Stu I was on the block bitch
We outside, she said she don't love me
The last thing that I felt
Don't need love, I just need a blunt
No I don't need no help
I just pop out of the window get to busting
Aim and tilt
Send him off to Allah
Imma up this raisin till he melt
I don't need no bitch to please me
I can always please myself
I don't cry no more
Cause my mom used to hit me with the belt
I used to hit myself
But I prayed and I never ditched myself
I don't even like to be around these nights they be jealous
I feel like Goku
I went super sayain, like when them niggas killed Krillin
They took my bro from me
And till this day I can't forget that feeling
Now I'm numb to everything
I see an opp I might just kill em
Me and bro we used to slide on opps
Nobody could control us
He was my brother
Could've been my twin, we looked like Zach and Cody
So for him imma spin again make sure I kill em
Slide on all the opps and knock em down
Shit it look I'm bowling
I used to keep my stick and watch my zone
So I was like the goalie
I was robbing purses, stealing phones,
But I had to buy the Rollie
Ain't have nobody with me
I kept my nine so that I wouldn't get lonely
I be sending shots at all the opps
Cause them niggas is phony
Yeah I drove the whip, then crashed that shit
Then walk off like I stole it
They be tryna throw dirt on my name
They literally don't know me
Ask about me, I would slide on opps
With or without the 40
I started rapping so I can tell my story
I ain't do this shit for glory
I started popping pills
So when I drive the whip I gotta floor it
Fuck
Can I hear
Where you at
Where you going
I told her I'm leaving imma call her in the morning
Where you at
Where you going
I told her I'm leaving imma call her in the morning
Credits
Writer(s): Edward De La Cruz
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