Night•Vision

Uh look at him

Look at him
Stick,Uh, Blam

Bet we gon hop out and get em
Stick, Stick, Stick

I bet we gon' hop out and get em, uh
Night vision, get up with em uh
Scope on this bitch, it's attached and it got a blue beam sensor, uh

Better go and ask your mentor, uh
This choppa fix a nigga temper, uh
And it might be old, but it's still rippin' through a nigga dentures, uh

Bald heads leave him dead, uh
ELO pointed at your head, uh
If a nigga wanna play tough, turn his block Afghanistan, uh

Might take a couple dreads
Or close homies instead
And I ain't even gon' remember shit I was fucked up off a Xan

And when I get home
Reloadin' that bitch again, uh
Just for me and a couple niggas on your block rockin' like a band (Blrddddd)

We might go to the beach
We not tryna catch a tan
I'ma dig a hole and I'ma bury you like ten feet in the sand

Uh,uh, get in this van
Please do not tempt me, I keep rubber bands
We got the hoe, but his lil' homie ran
I hawk him down, yeah, I feel like Usain

This nigga with me, he post' be my mans
When it went down, he ain't stick to the plan
It ain't no way he gon' last in that jam
When I get home, I'ma fill him with lead,

Uh, Bah, I'ma Melly his shit
Pull up on you, I'ma belly this bitch
Now I'm walkin' on spaghetti and shit
I'ma duck off in a telly lil' bitch

Mom called, I was up in the bricks
Bro called, nah it might be my bitch
Franklin, yeah I'm tryna get rich
Grand Theft, I'ma steal me a whip (Skrttttt)

All in yo shit like the Kia boys
Brand new Hellcat, this is my beater toy
I'm on the E-way with a new eater, boy
Presidential kit, you can't even see the boy

State lines, I'ma go hit the exit
Ain't dyin' to no lethal injection
I'm flying who they thought they was catching
Ain't mine, give a fuck if I wreck it

I don't give a fuck if I crash this bitch
See the Jakes behind, I'ma smash this bitch
To the right, yeah, I got me the classiest bitch
But at night, she turn to the sassiest bitch (Eughhh)

308 and I keep me a 4 5, shit
And I be real quick to give you 4 5 6
Stick, stick, stick, Ion fight lil' bitch
And I'm OC cause I took a flight, lil' bitch

I bet we gon' hop out and get em, uh
Night vision, get up with em uh
Scope on this bitch, it's attached and it got a blue beam sensor, uh

Better go and ask your mentor, uh
This choppa fix a nigga temper, uh
And it might be old, but it's still rippin' through a nigga dentures, uh (yeahhhh)

Bald heads leave him dead, uh
ELO pointed at your head, uh
If a nigga wanna play tough, turn his block Afghanistan, uh

Might take a couple dreads
Or close homies instead
And I ain't even gon' remember shit I was fucked up off a Xan

Fucked up off of Xan

I ain't even gon' remember shit I was fucked up off a Xan

Reloading it again

Pull up on his fucking block drumming shit like a band