Lets Just Get This Clear

Let's just get this clear I am way up outta here
I am out of your atmosphere to whom shall I fear
I don't think you boys wanna play up in here
I got gangsters in the front and gangsters in the rear
Let's just get this clear I am way up outta here
I am out of your atmosphere to whom shall I fear
I don't think you boys wanna play up in here
I got gangsters in the front and gangsters in the rear

Rest in peace to Lucas Boy you ballin out in paradise
I'm on earth smoking on this Purp got me paralyzed
If you getting cake what does it matter if you cherry pie
I'm disinfecting clean when I'm seen bitch i am sterilized
Yeah you know I'm crazy
You know that I'm wilding
Lego to the paper
I stack it and pile it
Your baby mama tripping
I'm sippin and smiling
I should've known better
You ain't shit oh Byron
Baby tell me when you open
Catch you home alone
That Macauley Culkin
That's your baby daddy
Well I don't know him
Why you kiss him like that
You know your mouth is foaming
Not in the range
I'm switching gears
I'm in the sky
Am out of here
Why is you tripping
I'm in a spear
About to land
Let's get it clear
Yeah the dick is radical
Shit damn near magical
When I get right in back of her
Like a pistol cock back and bust Bang

Let's just get this clear I am way up outta here
I am out of your atmosphere to whom shall I fear
I don't think you boys wanna play up in here
I got gangsters in the front and gangsters in the rear
Let's just get this clear I am way up outta here
I am out of your atmosphere to whom shall I fear
I don't think you boys wanna play up in here
I got gangsters in the front and gangsters in the rear

Back on that bullshit I don't even wanna talk
Got shooters with me like the Hawks
Make boss moves I'm a boss
You a fuck nigga take a loss
You a real nigga that's false
Your dog got booked with a gun charge
And you ain't put no food in his mouth
Run it up then I'm out
Bag on me no drought
Too much money in the duffel bag
Fuck around can't count
Ain't got time for this fuck Niggas
Bitch I'm on another route
We got sticks in the house
Yeah we got bricks in the couch
You can't really tell a nigga nothing
Cause I'm really trying to make it out
Fourty on me and it's really drumming
Don't make a nigga come and bring it out
Now the little nigga singing now
Money hungry bitch I'm scheming now
Niggas hating cause I'm eating now
Pull off and I'm speeding now
Foreign car bitch I'm switching Lane
Got a bougie bitch she got bougie ways
When she by herself she gon give me face
I don't hit it once so it ain't a thing
All this money on me
All these bitches with me
I don't give a fuck
Keep the semi with me
If a nigga want it
I'm a really hit em
I'ma really get em
I'm a really drill em

Let's just get this clear I am way up outta here
I am out of your atmosphere to whom shall I fear
I don't think you boys wanna play up in here
I got gangsters in the front and gangsters in the rear

Never had no diamonds that was dancing on my wrist
But I know this girl named diamond
She was dancing on my dick
Niggas acting crazy
Charles Manson in this bitch
Pistol leave em I'm looking loss
Atlantis in this bitch
Hialeah my true hood
I ain't never ever had a new hood
Motherfuckers leave Hialeah
And start claiming their new hood
Don't gotta change I'm too good
Don't fuck with trees but I move wood
Really really fight but I knew good
Never out of words ima new book
If you wanna hang with the A to K
Then you must wanna stay for the day just to play
Bang bang when you see that thing
When it aim its amazing the way that it stay in its place
Bull's eye wanna pull out
When I pull out no co-sign bow tie every hood down
Ain't fine can't find my mind but I'm good now
Wanna see a king do his thing better look now