Deliberately Inhaling Contents Can Cause Death

Lyrics: Nicholas Dismore/Andrew Brent Moran Music: Nicholas Dismore/Andrew Brent Moran Z-E-D on that beat Boy he murdered it Menacing up in your city We returning then Stacking bodies for the mother****in furnishing Lurking in your lil brain You gon' need some surgery Lil bitch boy I’m gon stomp that Recoil when I pop that Ain’t fond of that combat But I'll **** you up when you talk back And I cock that Unload Coming straight from that 8-0 4 tho war zone Bodies all in my floorboard and I Ride through the river city with my ****ing gang uhh I be licking on that blood I like the taste I don’t want no pussy if that bitch is not insane Get that brain from a slain bitch she taking off her lace Coogi down to my socks like I’m Fergy Ferg ASAP with the Rock I feel it burn and burn Got K in my nose I’m feeling swerve and slurred Fall back in the earth I’m smoking all this dirt I’m gonna flip the **** out this pack Ripping the bag inhaling that gas Zipping it back and send with a tax Counting them racks weighing my stacks I done got rash all in my eyes I done made slash with all of my ties **** your life **** your lies I’m bout to send you right up in the sky N-I-N-E-T-Y N-I-N-E got it plenty If you want a feature then its gonna cost a pretty penny I don't want no drama but I think I'm feeling kind of petty Imma up the pocket rocket have it busting like confetti Rollin up with Saliva fat duchess burn my lungs Thinking I'm ready to take a trip put the gel up on my tongue Zed he be steadily making the flip getting the bag stacking the funds Imma skull **** your bitch until I see the sun Zorro eating good with his golden Smith & Wesson Milo stay running the block better go and get protection That's my pistol stupid bitch imma catch a 187 I be handing out these fades like 99 working concession Inhale Exhale I'm high as **** like David Blaine From the River City 99 coming to bring the pain Grip the AK imma shred your ****ing brain Wiggling like a slug while I'm stomping on your face For the one time imma sniff a line Now that's a lie Now I'm sniffing two lines I'm seeing twice My brain is fried And my mouth is hella dry I'm dead inside no I won't cry Masked up like I'm shy you finna die we ride tonight bitch