BlackOutLashOut

I cut em up and toss em in a mother fucking ditch
That trigger finger got an itch I bust it back my shoulder click
You fucking with the clique hop in the whip hit you wit the extendo clip
Don't give two shits I slit my wrist to show you who you playing with

And here's a tip stop fucking wit a lunatic this bum boy killing it
I'm feelin it feigning it 1000 backwoods gon get me lit
Fuckboys talking shit Imma punch you in the face till you saying I quit
Nothin but blood when you spit you'll never be me you a counterfeit

Pulling up and I'm all blacked out boutta lash out flick the ash out
Pussy boy boutta back out so I conceal the gat
But I pull it back out put it straight to my brain and I black out

Cash out never in a drought planting the seeds and I sprout
No doubt you a clown check on my followers fuck the amount
That's not what I'm bout I'm putting in time while you still chasing clout

Feed you to vultures that lurk in the clouds
Better stay in your lane and hop off of my route
Lights out when the butterfly dance in the wind
Top down when I swerve off the cliff that's a guaranteed fin

When my skeleton shatter I'm securing the win
Play by the book knock you out with the hook Imma menace to every city I'm in
314 Slayer chasing the paper Bum Boy a loner that's no multiplayer
Busting out the mother fucking Mac for a low life hater
Pedal to the metal when it's time to meet your maker

The things that shape us they break us
And all the fuckboys they hate us they can't contain us
Hop off of my bus it's time to pay up
What's with the all fuss ya lookin sus not familiar with such
Shut the fuck up boy nothing more to discuss