HEADCOUNTS (feat. Oldman Freeman)

**** can't make it why they always trying to take some

Ain't got shit to do, ain't trying to clock into PAYCOM

Always want blaze runts, but never drop none

Why bati boys always want to cause problems

How me finna deal with this, think **** on some

Check back in a few days like none wrong

Go back to the same shit, talk about the same shit

Dressin in the same shit

Huh, ****, lame shit, sweet sugar cane shit

Don't know where your main bitch, cause you ain't shit

Whisperin' lies and hatin', that conversation dead now

You always makin' bread bounce away, I'ma start takin' head counts

Ain't a spare amount to trade to know about my whereabouts

I'll give you lots to save, tryna air it out

(Boomhauer)

Yo, seen the devil in a new dress

Strollin' down the street, I thank God that I'm blessed

I'm not religious, pray to spliffies

Smoke caught me by my eyes and now I'm stressed out

What's the head count, too many **** around

I'm not sparkin' now, the final bout was meant for me and Double Horns

King had a crown of thorns, crucifixion

Triple sixes, stay away from dishes

Cause **** actin' like they bitches

You keep typin' on your window 96's

Shut your mouth cause you know it could end with stitches

But not me, though, I best stay out the mix, bro

You need those, you believe hoes

Mace Windu, black swordsman, black vermon

Poisonous to your not-so-average persons

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