H311
Wassup
Yeah
13 heads onna stake
Go to hell
It's 3 o clock here
Mufucka can't you tell
It's 6 different niggas onna line just to kill
It's 6 different blicks pointed at your fucking hill
It's 6 different A-Ks pointed at your bill
Bury bodies bury corpses
In the hills
I got all the eyes on the hills
That will kill
Beams and the aim-sight
Aiming like a drill
Yeah i gotta big gun
Pull it out the safe
Slave me away
For the governments sake
But i rather sell crack
Get it out the way
Quick money
Rather die young in this way
Fuck living life what the fuck is this shit
Regretting everything that you did in the past
Won't be me yeah fuck nigga you is ass
Every single shot that you make is a brick
Pussy ass nigga never gone be shit!
I don't fuck with lame niggas
No we don't BANG
Only dabbing main niggas
Push the cocaine
Smoke it to the brain
All i do is propane
I might fucking die young
Push the cobain
If you don't catch up
Then we getting masked up
Then we check yah facts up
Come and fucking get you
Oh they got you gassed up
Get you fucking packed up
13 heads onna stake
Go to hell
It's 3 o clock here
Mufucka can't you tell
It's 6 different niggas onna line just to kill
It's 6 different blicks pointed at your fucking hill
Its 6 different A-Ks pointed at your bill
Bury bodies bury corpses
In the hills
I got all the eyes on the hills
That will kill
Beams and the aim-sight
Aiming like a drill
Wassup
Yeah
13 heads onna stake
Go to hell
It's 3 o clock here
Mufucka can't you tell
It's 6 different niggas onna line just to kill
It's 6 different blicks pointed at your fucking hill
It's 6 different A-Ks pointed at your bill
Bury bodies bury corpses
In the hills
I got all the eyes on the hills
That will kill
Beams and the aim-sight
Aiming like a drill
Yeah i gotta big gun
Pull it out the safe
Slave me away
For the governments sake
But i rather sell crack
Get it out the way
Quick money
Rather die young in this way
Fuck living life what the fuck is this shit
Regretting everything that you did in the past
Won't be me yeah fuck nigga you is ass
Every single shot that you make is a brick
Pussy ass nigga never gone be shit!
I don't fuck with lame niggas
No we don't BANG
Only dabbing main niggas
Push the cocaine
Smoke it to the brain
All i do is propane
I might fucking die young
Push the cobain
If you don't catch up
Then we getting masked up
Then we check yah facts up
Come and fucking get you
Oh they got you gassed up
Get you fucking packed up
13 heads onna stake
Go to hell
It's 3 o clock here
Mufucka can't you tell
It's 6 different niggas onna line just to kill
It's 6 different blicks pointed at your fucking hill
Its 6 different A-Ks pointed at your bill
Bury bodies bury corpses
In the hills
I got all the eyes on the hills
That will kill
Beams and the aim-sight
Aiming like a drill
Wassup
Credits
Writer(s): Evyon Tapia
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