Itchin'

Starting of my day with the gun in my hand
Leave you dead in the desert like you running out of sand
You done made my glock hot, somebody bring me a fan
How the fuck is you a opp lil nigga, you was a fan
Don't make me turn super Saiyan
Up this glock, it'll bust you head open with the pan
(Yeah)
Yeah, we gone spin again
I don't trust nobody, and why the fuck I need a friend
Aye, running down you block yea we at yo back door
Nigga, you the type to get set up by a rat hoe
Got a M-16 with a hundred rounds like I'm Rambo
Up this chop, it'll blow a nigga like some candles
Man, I'm tired than a fuck, yeah I just woke up
Everyday I be killing opps, nigga so what
Up this chop with the baseball, it hit a home run
You sneak dissing on yo phone boy, you got the wrong one
Motherfucka it's on, put this Glock to his dome
If I get a phone call, We gone send his ass home
Up this Glock.45, I ain't talkin bout Jordan
Opps talking all night, and they'll be dead in the morning, nigga
Oh, I'm pulling up right now

Made my trigger finger itching
You'll be dead in a minute
You was out here sneak dissing
Shut the fuck up, nigga

I'll subtract yo ass like I was a mathematician
If it's money on the floor, then you know I had to get it
I don't know dude but he was a real nigga till he got caught by the feds, but that nigga Out there snitching
We finally run up with this drack with the extinctions
Up this AK to yo motherfuckin kidney
I heard you a Mickey Mouse, I ain't talking Disney
You'll get set up by a white bitch, I ain't talkin Sydney
Tez just called, said he bout to kill some niggas
Middle fingers to the boy I can't believe he snitched
I ain't talking broke but this Glock get him fixed
No maintenance
These opp mad as hell 'cause my wrist look like a brick
Drack blow yo fucking brains, leave you stinking like shit
Opp bitch tryna set me up
Kill her and her friend
Lil stupid muthafucka got set up by his mans
Like lil Wayne said
I don't fuck with these niggas, too old for new friends
Pull up with the chopper like I got ten hands
Don't run up on me, you gone die by this watch
No Ben 10
Up this AK send them bullets like I'm Birdman
(Burrrrrrdd)
Then ima keep my wretched, nigga
Ima catch ya ass lacking in that traffic, nigga
Everybody mad at me 'cause my racks is bigger
I just made this beat and I had to kill it
If yo ass got some money, you ain't got to steal it
If a opp talkin smack, you know I had to kill him
Big ass chopper shells
Yeah they had to feel them, nigga

Made my trigger finger itching
You'll be dead in a minute
You was out here sneak dissing
Shut the fuck up, nigga

Opps talking bout they sliding but they ain't outside
Niggas pressing bout they mans but they really fuckin dying
Now they tryna kill me cuz I'm from the southside
Better keep that same energy when yo mom died
Chopper shells leave you dead, I ain't talkin bout flies
Got a car full of choppers l, I ain't talking bout plies
Up this chopper
Hit them up, Hit them up
Now he dead
If you see a red dot, that shit pointed at yo head
If yo ass stop breathing, we gone make yo ass a bed
If anybody involved, now yo whole family dead
Me and Sqee finally pull up with them chopsticks
Now you dead for no reason cuz you ain't about shit, nigga