Anger Management

I got the drop on the opps
Pussies calling cops
Niggas better quit cause we not sliding with glocks

I say I need to talk my shit up on these beats
I can't be scared of shit
I say
I always solved the problem when there was
I feel intelligent
I say i'm geekin'
I don't listen
Keep my pistol for any reason
But im standing on what's right
Since I been getting to my vision
Man i had some real niggas-
Fuck around and switched on me
Put that pistol to his dome
And ask his ass if he think it's funny
I say I walk it like I talk it, aye
Geek out my brain like a martian, aye
Glock on my waist cuz i'm totin'
Nigga play with me, his ass gon be floatin'
Aye aye aye aye

Fuck all the opps
And we fucc on they sisters
Nigga play wit me his ass gon be missing
I got the drop on the opps
Pussies calling cops
Niggas better quit
Cause we not sliding with glocks
I say we sliding on the opps
We bussin' brains
And we don't give a fuck
We had his whole family crying
He saw us coming he should've fucking ducked
But that nigga got his wig split
Dreads on the concrete
Blood soaking in
This what happens when the ends meet

Sike bit!
Walk in the spot and Im totin'
Bitch, move out the way i'm too goated
Pussy ass niggas they steady keep choking
Pussy ass niggas they steady keep folding
I started limping, what am i holding
Head with turban i'm feeling atrocious
I am above
You are below
Sit the fucc down while I rock out this show, gang!

Niggas ain't know
Chxpp'sticc really tapped in
What's happening
What's craccxn
Wassam bitch
WASSUP!
I got a big opp stoppa
And it's resting by my nuts
I got a shooter with 10 mommas, not talking bout fathers
But when i pull up with the drama
Niggas will not be able to solve em



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Writer(s): J S
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