Lyrics: Yordi Urena
Music: Yordi Urena
(Verse)
Pull up with a stick
**** the rest and take the blixkys out
Woo shit gdk, they all rats
Mickey Mouse
Toting clips 30 rounds
**** ya nigga talking bout
Niggas moving wocky
That’s why there’s a ****ing drought
These nigga try be it
End up looking like a clown
Tell that bitch beat it
If she ain’t giving top around
Bitch I’m with demons
Ain’t nothing to smile about
My bloods will hunt you down
Cus I’m rocking with da hounds
G K B!
And I got that burner on my sleeve
L S D!
And I’m with my slime no sneeze
And I’m itching for the fame
No fleas
And you girl give me Head
No knees
Who that nigga
Now We gotta do him grease
Got this bitch on lock
No keys
Got you niggas through the optic
I’m moving with the chopstick
Ya moving reall stupid
How ya niggas use no logic
Dance on your grave
While I’m smoking on this breesh
I got hits like drake
That’s I always stay low key
Caught me red handed
And can’t accuse me
We kicking shit down
Why She call me Bruce lee
Ya want no smoke
But ya niggas toking on loosie
Blood on my white teee
Hit a stain like movies u goofy!