Narcotic, Y2Krazy
Riding with a ghost and a H.K. inside the Lamborghini
Splatt
Coming up this shit was tough
Feel like the world ain't need me
We know you a bitch we callin' your bluff
Off Xans im thirty'd up
My bitch left cause of my attitude on that purple stuff
I'm not really the one for love, I rather be on drugs
These niggas claim they renegade
He get hit with slugs
I told lil' bro to hop out
Put on his mask
I got a f*ckin dub
I told that bitch to just gone head eat the dick lil bitch ion want no hug
We got the drop gotta inside man
You could say I found a plug
I found a socket
Double parked car, catch a glock
Got one on top
I ain't even got a cock it
Step back like I'm James Harden
Nigga, I hop out with my rocket
The hoe thought she Trending. the hoe need to stop it
We got this current location
I took his ID out his wallet
Lil' world hop out
With the four five Crease vet
You'll think he hit a shottie
Hit his ass up, reload the mag
Explode his f*ckin' body
Put the tracker up on his car
Grab the C4
I'm with kamikaze
He don't know the cut so many bricks
I bet he won't come inside it
Sweet lick
We catch him down bad
Catch him stick
He ain't got his shoes
Tied up in the field
That boy a bitch
You know we riding track hawks
Two on the dash this bitch got kick
Riding with a ghost and a H.K. inside the Lamborghini
Splatt
Coming up this shit was tough
Feel like the world ain't need me
We know you a bitch we callin' your bluff
Off Xans im thirty'd up
My bitch left cause of my attitude on that purple stuff
I'm not really the one for love, I rather be on drugs
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Narcotic, Y2Krazy
Riding with a ghost and a H.K. inside the Lamborghini
Splatt
Coming up this shit was tough
Feel like the world ain't need me
We know you a bitch we callin' your bluff
Off Xans im thirty'd up
My bitch left cause of my attitude on that purple stuff
I'm not really the one for love, I rather be on drugs
These niggas claim they renegade
He get hit with slugs
I told lil' bro to hop out
Put on his mask
I got a f*ckin dub
I told that bitch to just gone head eat the dick lil bitch ion want no hug
We got the drop gotta inside man
You could say I found a plug
I found a socket
Double parked car, catch a glock
Got one on top
I ain't even got a cock it
Step back like I'm James Harden
Nigga, I hop out with my rocket
The hoe thought she Trending. the hoe need to stop it
We got this current location
I took his ID out his wallet
Lil' world hop out
With the four five Crease vet
You'll think he hit a shottie
Hit his ass up, reload the mag
Explode his f*ckin' body
Put the tracker up on his car
Grab the C4
I'm with kamikaze
He don't know the cut so many bricks
I bet he won't come inside it
Sweet lick
We catch him down bad
Catch him stick
He ain't got his shoes
Tied up in the field
That boy a bitch
You know we riding track hawks
Two on the dash this bitch got kick
Riding with a ghost and a H.K. inside the Lamborghini
Splatt
Coming up this shit was tough
Feel like the world ain't need me
We know you a bitch we callin' your bluff
Off Xans im thirty'd up
My bitch left cause of my attitude on that purple stuff
I'm not really the one for love, I rather be on drugs
Riding with a ghost and a H.K. inside the Lamborghini
Splatt
Coming up this shit was tough
Feel like the world ain't need me
We know you a bitch we callin' your bluff
Off Xans im thirty'd up
My bitch left cause of my attitude on that purple stuff
I'm not really the one for love, I rather be on drugs
These niggas claim they renegade
He get hit with slugs
I told lil' bro to hop out
Put on his mask
I got a f*ckin dub
I told that bitch to just gone head eat the dick lil bitch ion want no hug
We got the drop gotta inside man
You could say I found a plug
I found a socket
Double parked car, catch a glock
Got one on top
I ain't even got a cock it
Step back like I'm James Harden
Nigga, I hop out with my rocket
The hoe thought she Trending. the hoe need to stop it
We got this current location
I took his ID out his wallet
Lil' world hop out
With the four five Crease vet
You'll think he hit a shottie
Hit his ass up, reload the mag
Explode his f*ckin' body
Put the tracker up on his car
Grab the C4
I'm with kamikaze
He don't know the cut so many bricks
I bet he won't come inside it
Sweet lick
We catch him down bad
Catch him stick
He ain't got his shoes
Tied up in the field
That boy a bitch
You know we riding track hawks
Two on the dash this bitch got kick
Riding with a ghost and a H.K. inside the Lamborghini
Splatt
Coming up this shit was tough
Feel like the world ain't need me
We know you a bitch we callin' your bluff
Off Xans im thirty'd up
My bitch left cause of my attitude on that purple stuff
I'm not really the one for love, I rather be on drugs
Writer: BOOG 100
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