EOTECH

I can't fight but these guns just might I'm like
What
What that boy say to me I'm like
What
I can't fight but these gun just might

Uh I can't fight but these guns just might
Click clack
Yeah they said it's on sight
That's Cap
Yeah I came with a rack that's bags
Fifty bands yeah I put it on his ass

I ain't give no fucks
Came in her guts while I smoke my runtz
I'm the shit
You ain't spending money like this
You could never fathom what a muthafucka spend

On my name cause they tryna get some presence
There's no chance
That I'm ever gonna let em
All these bands
Life could never get no better
I'm so cold
I ain't ever have to sweat her
I'm the man
Fuck that fuck boy say to me
And
I just do it cause I can
I could make that boy make believe

Clipped up Rollie on my wrist tucked
No fucks if they wanna come and get fucked
My strap got yo name on it
Got the Eotech Vortex came on it
Bitch I keep that rock
Twelve Gauge gonna knock him out his socks
I don't really care what they think they brought
No op who's head I can't

In my Benz
Me and her friends
I just took two so I could fuck two tens
Pistol gone dance
Aint no hands
Click clack jam keep the pressure in my pants

I'm like whoa damn
Killer no cam
If he want the smoke I'll deliver on demand
I'm the man
Bitch go dumb go ham
I ain't give a fuck nor never give a damn
I need Rick Owens iced out wrists
Three or four rings when I clench my fists
I'm rich bitch you'll never be this
You'll never be drac I hit you miss

Clipped up Rollie on my wrist tucked
No fucks if they wanna come and get fucked
My strap got yo name on it
Got the Eotech Vortex came on it
Bitch I keep that rock
Gauge gonna knock him out his socks
I don't really care what they think they brought
No op who's head I can't



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Writer(s): Mikael Crites
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