Spazz Out

It's just me and Extra, we on feet, we tryna get him gone
Catch him out of bounds, no hesitation, I'ma send him home
He got on a vest and that's okay, I'm tryna hit his dome
Step on him and all of his lil' patnas, they gon' say I'm wrong
Hop in the whip, it's just me and lil' Spazz out
Just talked to Twin the other day, he bout to max out
Started rappin' but I keep my gun, I'm quick to flash out
Fucked round mixed the perky and the lean, I almost passed out

And this no lie, I'm so quick to let my choppa hit
You would think I work that Benihana, how I'm choppin' shit
Just like a firework, they know Luh' G-Man steady poppin' shit
We got on the chase, I told lil' bro he better not stop the whip
Just hit the gas, we doin' two-hunnid on 285
Bro be trippin', thought he did NASCAR, the way he fuckin' drive
I'm just like a kid on a playground, you know I love to slide
Catch a opp, he try to run, we hit his back, he paralyzed

Long live Lil' Daffy, swear to God, boy, I ain't trusting shit
The ones who say they love you, be the first to try to get you clipped
Stay to myself, I'm chasin' money, i ain't in the mix
When you down, they never come around, you up there on your dick

Y'all ain't no shooters, on bronem y'all, some rookies
How the fuck you shoot your potna fore a opp, that shit be pussy
They don't show no love, but check your story, guarantee they lookin
Go with your move, get stepped on, this switch make shit go fully

I fuck with Shaggy, that my dog, but this ain't Scooby-Doo
Talkin' out your jaw, you must not know what I'll do to you
People get up on the gram, start talkin' like they bulletproof
I'm livin' like drama glock, 26, clil hold 32

Ayy, ayy, ayy, say, man, I been said' im the hardest
And I'm on drama time, pussy, like, free lil' E
If you gun jam, you not fam
We livin' like bino over here, go with your move, get stomped, bitch

It's like 400 shots up in that hotbox
Choppa hit your body, turn your sweater to a crop top
Bro don't like to talk, he be ready to let the Glock pop
Bullets hit that boy look like he started playin' hopscotch
Pop, pop, hit the switch, get rid of him
I ain't tryna conversate if it ain't bout the dividends
Bro goin' to trial, he just tryna prove he innocent
I ain't trippin', stick came with a hunnid, what the business said

LTG, free tic, big bro just called me from the hole
Gotta keep it solid, know I'm always stickin' to the code
Hardbodied, hardbodied, G-Man ain't gon' never fold
Pop up out the cut and catch him slippin' while he with his ho

Come on, let's link and get it lit, I ain't goin' back and forth
Got lil' Spaz out with me with that stick, my brother love to score
I ain't never duckin from no action, catch me on the north
AR with me, he gon' get to shootin' like he on the court

Still screamin' free bro, it's LTG until the death of me
Keep G Isaac in the cut, I know he down to step with me
Play with me inside the club, I'm leaving with some felony
Say he wants to smoke, he dumb as hell must be on ecstasy

They still ain't let me in the door, it's time to kick it down
They was holdin' nuts on me, so I ain't tryna kick it now
Both of my lil' boy depend on me, so I ain't playin' around
Before they catch me lackin' on my soul, I'll send a hunnid round

I'm not worried bout no smoke, I'm ridin' with a stick
Say you want my head just tell em' pop out, bet I send a blitz
I ain't never trippin', catch em' slippin' and I flip the switch
It don't even matter where I catch em', bet I get a hit

Haha, bitch, yall know what the fuck going on
Yeah, long lil' bino, long lil' drama
Pussy



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Writer(s): Luh Gman
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