Critical Pt. 2 (feat. Sdott.Ek)
(Ayo there's sum niggas over there yo)
(Ight bet, say that, say that)
(Wars too nasty)
(Remember me nigga? Yeah don't run, don't run)
(Yeah don't fucking run pussy)
(Suck my dick nigga, Chase Down Gang)
(Grrah)
(Mir Flocko nigga, Slaxky Da Fuckin' G)
(Sdott.Ek go both ways nigga)
(Grrah, grrah, look)
When I slide through put the beam on his V
All black masked up can't see
He tried to creep but he thought I ain't peep
That's on brodie get punched up just like Ali
The knife to his back, he leak
He ain't make it on time he get left on the scene
(Grrah, grrah)
(Like what, like what)
(Damn)
Call me a demon I pop in your dreams
My bitch a baddie she play with my beam
When I clear the whole block where the fuck is the Dz?
Me and Mir two deep, we dumping on feet
How the fuck you get lined by bitch named Bri?
One to the head he get left on the scene
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Chasedown Gang, watch how they run
I'ma demon I'm clickin' for fun
Jackin' us K so I told brodie "dump"
Opp thot don't stop till I cum
She be buggin' and fiendin' to rump
Like how I smell 'cause I'm rockin' Laurent
Dissin' and lyin' but y'all never spun
Niggas is pussy and it's really evident
Like a postman we come to your residence
You an oota but you movin hesitant?
Talk of the town bitch I feel like the president
Couple months back me and Sdott dropped "Critical"
Not your average I'm really too lyrical
Boy movin' wock and we leavin' him critical
And the doctor said "He needa miracle"
Slaxky Da G I'ma man on a mission
Rich ooter don't need no permission
Like the NFL CDG blitzin'
Five star ooter I be in the field
Fuck sympathy go for the kill
Chasedown Gang I'm just keepin' it real
(Chasedown Gang I'm just keepin' it real)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
When I'm on a drill I'mma get to clickin
All blood on the floor, lil' bitch I ain't missin'
The grip on my body got a nigga flippin'
The red in my eyes like bitch I'm sinnin'
(Haha, straight like that man)
(Slaxky Da Fuckin' G nigga, Mir Flocko)
(Free all the guys that's on the island)
(We ain't forget you)
(Shoutout Xavier, shoutout Sdott)
(Free all the fuckin' guys you heard?)
(Big Stain Gang, big Chasedown Gang)
(Niggas know what the fuck we jackin' nigga)
(Big T30 nigga)
(Grrah)
(Ight bet, say that, say that)
(Wars too nasty)
(Remember me nigga? Yeah don't run, don't run)
(Yeah don't fucking run pussy)
(Suck my dick nigga, Chase Down Gang)
(Grrah)
(Mir Flocko nigga, Slaxky Da Fuckin' G)
(Sdott.Ek go both ways nigga)
(Grrah, grrah, look)
When I slide through put the beam on his V
All black masked up can't see
He tried to creep but he thought I ain't peep
That's on brodie get punched up just like Ali
The knife to his back, he leak
He ain't make it on time he get left on the scene
(Grrah, grrah)
(Like what, like what)
(Damn)
Call me a demon I pop in your dreams
My bitch a baddie she play with my beam
When I clear the whole block where the fuck is the Dz?
Me and Mir two deep, we dumping on feet
How the fuck you get lined by bitch named Bri?
One to the head he get left on the scene
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Chasedown Gang, watch how they run
I'ma demon I'm clickin' for fun
Jackin' us K so I told brodie "dump"
Opp thot don't stop till I cum
She be buggin' and fiendin' to rump
Like how I smell 'cause I'm rockin' Laurent
Dissin' and lyin' but y'all never spun
Niggas is pussy and it's really evident
Like a postman we come to your residence
You an oota but you movin hesitant?
Talk of the town bitch I feel like the president
Couple months back me and Sdott dropped "Critical"
Not your average I'm really too lyrical
Boy movin' wock and we leavin' him critical
And the doctor said "He needa miracle"
Slaxky Da G I'ma man on a mission
Rich ooter don't need no permission
Like the NFL CDG blitzin'
Five star ooter I be in the field
Fuck sympathy go for the kill
Chasedown Gang I'm just keepin' it real
(Chasedown Gang I'm just keepin' it real)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
When I'm on a drill I'mma get to clickin
All blood on the floor, lil' bitch I ain't missin'
The grip on my body got a nigga flippin'
The red in my eyes like bitch I'm sinnin'
(Haha, straight like that man)
(Slaxky Da Fuckin' G nigga, Mir Flocko)
(Free all the guys that's on the island)
(We ain't forget you)
(Shoutout Xavier, shoutout Sdott)
(Free all the fuckin' guys you heard?)
(Big Stain Gang, big Chasedown Gang)
(Niggas know what the fuck we jackin' nigga)
(Big T30 nigga)
(Grrah)
Credits
Writer(s): Mir Flocko
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