Scent

Uh
Not tryna speak
Bitch I'm out here tryna creep
He be looking sleep but we left that boy deceased
Ain't no way we missing when we spinning on repeat
He a bitch hit his top and leave his face up on a tee
I tell my killahs spin then they go in for the win
Bullets hit him up and get the burning up his skin
Killah team we up for my bro I represent
All my opps be pussy I can tell just by the scent

If it's beef send a shot cause it ain't shit to spin that block
They know how I rock don't make me pop out with that chop
Don't go playing with my name cause I'll tell mooki make it hot
Had to cut that little bitch off I caught her playing with my guap
Slap a thirty on that block oh you think you with the shits
I tell bronem grab the whip cause we gone do a couple hits
And it's fuck you off the rip I keep that glizzy on my hip
Never slip never miss boy I'll pop you like a zit
Yeah yeah ebk I feel like melly them bullets hit him up
He got the singing like he nelly ain't no rookie with that chop
I raise it up and hold it steady
Bullets flying everywhere I get the spraying till it's empty

Uh
Not tryna speak
Bitch I'm out here tryna creep
He be looking sleep but we left that boy deceased
Ain't no way we missing when we spinning on repeat
He a bitch hit his top and leave his face up on a tee
I tell my killahs spin then they go in for the win
Bullets hit him up and get the burning up his skin
Killah team we up for my bro I represent
All my opps be pussy I can tell just by the scent

Deedee gang till I'm dead bitch that shit run in my veins
Play with me we gone spin you gone catch one to the brain
And I seen a lot of shit so baby sorry I'm insane
Made a promise I won't change so I'm banging for my gang
Like bop bop
We gone hit they block and watch they bodies drop
How you dissing me up in them songs we got your homie shot
Mamma praying everyday like lil wayne the block is hot
Shout out edot that's my shooter he my slime he blowing snot
Yeah yeah
We really been killing send a sorry up to god me and my brothers really sinning
And they know I'm on a mission keep them poles we ain't fishing
Bitches curve you when you broke when you blow up pussies hissing

Uh
Not tryna speak
Bitch I'm out here tryna creep
He be looking sleep but we left that boy deceased
Ain't no way we missing when we spinning on repeat
He a bitch hit his top and leave his face up on a tee
I tell my killahs spin then they go in for the win
Bullets hit him up and get the burning up his skin
Killah team we up for my bro I represent
All my opps be pussy I can tell just by the scent