Kill…
Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
Like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing all the real n*ggas
And n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
You ain't shot shit so you a hoe n*gga
Pulling six out the socks Blow, n*ggas
Last kiss from your mama n*ggas
While you in that casket a young dead bastard
Just listen to the pastor, he say its tragic
Taking pictures with them choppers But you never had
Let a nigga kill Gleesh He couldn't fathom
Steady sippin Hennessy cause I got killer manners
Promise you don't want to see me with a bandana
Say fuck this rapping come and put you pussies on a platter
I stay to watch the body drop, blood splatter
Then go Home and fuck my wife and fucking laugh
With the feds in my business You ain't low, n*gga
You put it on the Internet I'm on parole, n*gga
And my appearance, the feds at my show, n*gga
We post to keep it in the streets you ain't slow, n*gga
So I laugh as I pluck another jack ash everyday
I'm all black, black mask
Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
Like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing All the real n*ggas
And n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
You ain't shot shit So you a hoe n*gga
Pulling six out the socks Bang, Blow, n*ggas
You wasn't with me in that cell It was me and Foams
Catching bombs, making plays on the iPhone
And I seen your baby mother I know you need a loan
Yes, I suggest you bitches leave me alone
Tell Rakkah order bags got to make it last
Send his cash up, I put a killer on his ass
I'm in a hallway with Dog I ain't got a pass
It's me Turkey, Steph and Zo we looking for a blast
Cold blue call medical I bust a fan
White Runtz eating edibles I love to laugh
Light lunch that's a bowl while I'm smoking gas
I need all the brown paper from them brown bags
And I need to prosecutor a bitch to stand down
I can't leave my kids again bitch, I'm a man now
But niggas try you so you don't understand now
Catch him walking down the street and lay that blam down
Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
Like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing all the real n*ggas
And n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
You ain't shot shit so you a hoe n*gga
Pulling six out the socks blow, n*ggas
Like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing all the real n*ggas
And n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
You ain't shot shit so you a hoe n*gga
Pulling six out the socks Blow, n*ggas
Last kiss from your mama n*ggas
While you in that casket a young dead bastard
Just listen to the pastor, he say its tragic
Taking pictures with them choppers But you never had
Let a nigga kill Gleesh He couldn't fathom
Steady sippin Hennessy cause I got killer manners
Promise you don't want to see me with a bandana
Say fuck this rapping come and put you pussies on a platter
I stay to watch the body drop, blood splatter
Then go Home and fuck my wife and fucking laugh
With the feds in my business You ain't low, n*gga
You put it on the Internet I'm on parole, n*gga
And my appearance, the feds at my show, n*gga
We post to keep it in the streets you ain't slow, n*gga
So I laugh as I pluck another jack ash everyday
I'm all black, black mask
Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
Like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing All the real n*ggas
And n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
You ain't shot shit So you a hoe n*gga
Pulling six out the socks Bang, Blow, n*ggas
You wasn't with me in that cell It was me and Foams
Catching bombs, making plays on the iPhone
And I seen your baby mother I know you need a loan
Yes, I suggest you bitches leave me alone
Tell Rakkah order bags got to make it last
Send his cash up, I put a killer on his ass
I'm in a hallway with Dog I ain't got a pass
It's me Turkey, Steph and Zo we looking for a blast
Cold blue call medical I bust a fan
White Runtz eating edibles I love to laugh
Light lunch that's a bowl while I'm smoking gas
I need all the brown paper from them brown bags
And I need to prosecutor a bitch to stand down
I can't leave my kids again bitch, I'm a man now
But niggas try you so you don't understand now
Catch him walking down the street and lay that blam down
Hold up n*ggas dick eating ion feel n*ggas
Like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing all the real n*ggas
And n*ggas know my name ion know n*ggas
I orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas
You ain't shot shit so you a hoe n*gga
Pulling six out the socks blow, n*ggas
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Writer(s): Martrel Reeves, Michael O'brian
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