(BASS)
I think ur a f*ck up
Bitch dont tell me that i f*cked up
Not my fault u didnt catch up
Smoking loud we're getting packed up
Packed up
Bodies bagged up
Smokin on that crack, are u dumb bruh?
Packed up
Bodies bagged up
Smokin on that crack, are u dumb bruh?
Take em down, i feel like the bad guy
I can hear them hating from the outside
That boy cappin in his songs he be tellin lies
You can run you can hide bitch we gonna find
Im afflicted
That boy talkin down we gon get him
Smokin on that loud, im addicted
Im afflicted
That boy talkin down we gon get him
Smokin on that loud, im addicted
I just cashed a check
I just chase the green
Bullets goin thru his head
Choppa blowin thru his teeth
Its a case closed
Ridin round wit trustt now
Talkin on da gang should've knew it was yo come down
Bullet to his brain i will never put the gun down
I dont ever play but i take that pussy's guts out
Bullet to his brain i will never put the gun down
I dont ever play but i take that pussy's guts out
Bitch u goin down
Tie em up
He wont make a sound
We gon buy it by the pound
Give a f*ck bout that bitch
I hope he drown
I think ur a loser
Smoke that pack im an abuser
That bitch she a chooser
1 shot i remover
I think ur a loser
Smoke that pack im an abuser
That bitch she a chooser
1 shot i remover