Lyrics: Sxmpra/1nonly/AVGOTDRIP
Music: Sxmpra/1nonly/AVGOTDRIP
AV with that drip, ho
Ayy, like what the ****?
Mother****er got a bullet through his lungs
Keep a clutch, I pop a hollow and serve it to his gut
Shawty ****, I'm in the function, don't mean to interrupt
I got money that move it like groupies, I can't get enough
I got a steel heater, pop a blue demon, in a two-seater
Cool beamer, watch these two beat him
When he move weird, I move deeper
Why he move different?
Gotta cool Ruger
He a b***h, he a school teacher, I'm the school shooter
Ayy, sit down, I'm boutta teach a ****in' lesson
Mother****ers acting crazy, guess I gotta keep 'em guessin'?
Just a bunch of ****ing clowns (haha)
One bat to the head, who the **** is laughing now?
You wanna step to me? I'll let it end for free
I got a lotta ****ing demons, I'm the centerpiece
Hell is meant for me, go 'head and bend your knees
Take a swing, b***h, this'll be your ending scene
I'll break your mother****ing face
When I feel the bass I cut like razor ****in' blade, I put 'em in a grave
Run away 'cause a p***y mother****a' never wanna be the one to face
The entity sending the ****ers well beneath to a sunken place
I know you know my name (**** you)
Pull up on a mother****er, get out the whip, I gotta let shit rip
**** another one, I gotta do it alone
I really gotta be the one to make a name done stick
So b***h, don't even try to save me 'Cause I'm too far in the abyss
I stay ****ing decaying, don't play me
ayy, like what the ****?
Mother****er got a bullet through his lungs
Keep a clutch, I pop a hollow and serve it to his gut
Shawty ****, I'm in the function, don't mean to interrupt
I got money that move it like groupies, I can't get enough
I got a steel heater, pop a blue demon, in a two-seater
Cool beamer, watch these two beat him
When he move weird, I move deeper
Why he move different?
Gotta cool Ruger
He a b***h, he a school teacher, I'm the school shooter
Watch a mother****in' break
B***h, what the **** do you want?
Bullet to ya' dome
Got a ****in' bag, now I'm creepin' out the catacombs
B***h, what the **** you talkin'?
I'ma bring the MAC from home
Yo' b***h, she wanna **** on me and her friend, she wanna tag along
You know I'm needin' my profit, you p***ies speakin' like prophets
So ****in' back up and stop it, I spin yo' jaw like a sprocket, I'm poppin'
I got my racks up like nothin', she want my d**k in her stomach
Got.40 rounds in this clip and Got forty bands in the function, like what the ****?