7.62

Aye aye aye
7
7
7.62 Bitch
Catch me catch me catch me

Yo Catch me in the night
Raising hell just like I'm supposed to
Mother fuckers making moves
Got to get the big strap with the scope too
7.62 and I know that shit will go through
Stupid ass boy want to play them games you act like I don't know you

Fuck all the Tussey throw that shit away
Keep me awake I could die any day
Keeping it real and you know I ain't fake
I took the path
And found the way
Changing each day Bitch I'm pushing it forward I'm keeping this shit up I never get bored
Fuck boys always talking shit on the subject bitch you ain't making a score oh fuck

Haircut musty for a boy from the suburbs
Running your mouth bitch fucked up off 2 Perc's
Hit you with a 55 dead in a hearse no curse
Aye got a few bottles in my backpack
Drinking that shit fuck all them kickbacks
These Bitches keep reaching for they waistbands aye

Pow pow
Run up on me put you back down aye
Sick of this lying ass town
With the fake frowns
Y'all be looking like clowns when you make sound
I don't give a fuck about none of your thoughts
These Pussy boys always be calling the cops
This shit is real boy I'm copping a mop
Fuck

I'm pushing your shit back
Mother fucker want to talk like big stacks
He think that he getting a big bag
But the pussy boy copping a mid-sack
Aye
He think that he hot shit
Hunt you down You got no option
Lay you down inside your coffin
Pussy boy I'll break your nose in
Huh

I'm on the highway Tapping that top shelf
Want to be alone but I ain't better by myself
Got a few notches in my belt aye
Fuck

You think that all that huh
Ain't getting your drip back huh
Push you aside catch you in hell bitch uh aye