(I don't waste my time)
(Hope this bullet reach your mind)
(I wish for a nine)
(I'm about to blow yo-)
T-t-this shit too easy,
Producing shit like I'm Wheezy, f*ck
Call me Breezy, I smoke, till I'm Wheezy, yeah
I just caught me a case, blowin' her back then she givin' me brain
Hop in the car and I whip in the rain, bitch's should know I'm insane
Up on the pain scale from one to ten,
Bitch's should know I'm a middle man
Straight in the middle, two out of three,
Like one, two, this shot free
Gun go boom, gotta' gun em' down,
With a .22, this bullet round
Say you ain't gon' feel it
If I'm gunnin' for your head, then you know I'm gon' kill it
(Yeah)
I don't waste my time
Hope this bullet reach your mind
I wish for a nine
I'm about to blow your mind
This shit too easy,
Producing shit like I'm Wheezy, f*ck
Call me Breezy, I smoke, till I'm Wheezy, yeah
I just caught me a case, blowin' her back then she givin' me brain
Hop in the car and I whip in the rain, bitch's should know I'm insane