Lyrics

Carry my new blick, with no fucking holster
Hollow tips they fired up they red, like a toaster
Caught a brand new body now he dead, im on that poster
My new bitch she go line him up, ion know why his ass choose her
Bag up on his head fuck it we might catch his ass
And we living shit for dead when we kill him smoke his ass
Pull that trigger when I laugh
Think I'm smoking laughing gas
We might hawk his ass down, ion know why he running fast
Brandon and kj both got hit
Man I wish I caught that body, boy he would've tasted that switch
Champagne papi with a drac, I swear that drac gotta new kick
Ion know why cj dissing btd he go get hit, right up in his shit
I got that new blicky on ah
Catch a opp might shoot his momma
Can't step inside the deep in lil bitch, they bite just like piranha
Hop up out that v I let that blick spark
Fuck that shit it's villain arc
We paint his ass he turned to art
We smoke YS got turned to bark
Heavy backwood, I'm smoking cj, smoking Brandon
If I catch me a lil opp, i shoot his friend, I might unfriend him
And I hope he pray to god cause a **** might just send him
Please stop saying that y'all be beating blocks, cause my **** bend them
We might kill him, if he put that K behind that BTD
And my **** they been killers, and they spin just like CD
Don't be dissing on the gang, you wanna die please come see me
Me and kam we got that chop, he let off two I let off three
Fuck it let off five
Put his ass on fox five
Hop up out that v, then we split them, killed bout five guys
Wait to shot that Glock, it's like a pencil, on the right time
**** talking shit, then we kill him, when it's night time
Knock his ass out, ion need no fucking gun
Put a beam up on that blick, he try to see, he won't see nun
And that Glock it make him blind, fuck that shit he watching sun
Load that blick up with new hollows, shoot that bitch we made him run
Written by: Jyssahn Sinsere Nance
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