Brain, slushy!

Lyrics: yandel sosa Music: yandel sosa I'll pop a Glock in your mouth and make a brain-slushy, okay? Hey, hey— Hey, hey, hey Okay I don't get along with too many people, ayy I just sit up in my room and I get geeked up, ayy Pop up to the show, make sure all the spliffs rolled, ayy Smoke up on my spliff and I walk on stage, ho, ayy Only on the same page if you get bankroll, ayy I wanna see the lights flashing from like every angle, yeah I ain't tryna love on you, I'm not into that typa stuff Baby, Beel one for the trap, diamond in the rough, uh Bitch, I'm busy countin' up and I ain't ****in' done Bitch, I'ma just thumb, thumb, thumb 'til my fingers numb I smoke way too much, I can't form a thought I can't cuff a thot, 'cause these thots just fvck up my thoughts Bitch, I'm in a rave with rave, bitches, and a two tone Glock Used to walk past all the shops, shop until I drop Vampire bit me, rave bitch tipsy Can't fvck with a scene bitch, they too mixie She snort dust, I ain't talkin' 'bout pixie She just really misses all her drugs, she don't miss me She don't understand me, and she will never get me Bitch, I'm fresh to death, walkin' 'round deadly (Deadly) And she say she love me, she disrespect me I swear, everyday I ****in' walk out, God test me When I die, I hope that it's painless, resting When I cut, I just wanna bleed on my bedsheets Walk up in the bank, I'm like, "Hey, where all my Benjis?" Haha, yah (Yeah, hey) Okay I don't get along with too many people, ayy I just sit up in my room and I get geeked up, ayy Pop up to the show, make sure all the spliffs rolled, ayy Smoke up on my spliff and I walk on stage, ho, ayy Only on the same page if you get bankroll, ayy I wanna see the lights flashing from like every angle, yeah I ain't tryna love on you, I'm not into that typa stuff Baby, Beel one for the trap, diamond in the rough, uh Bitch, I'm busy countin' up and I ain't fvckin' done Bitch, I'ma just thumb, thumb, thumb 'til my fingers numb I smoke way too much, I can't form a thought I can't cuff a thot, 'cause these thots just fvck up my thoughts Bitch, I'm in a rave with rave, bitches, and a two tone Glock Used to walk past all the shops, shop until I drop Vampire bit me, rave bitch tipsy Can't **** with a scene bitch, they too mixie She snort dust, I ain't talkin' 'bout pixie She just really misses all her drugs, she don't miss me She don't understand me, and she will never get me Bitch, I'm fresh to death, walkin' 'round deadly (Dead— deadly)