High 4Lert

I'll leave you dead on sight High alert, watch your back when we fight Leave you in the mud, when I get a taste of blood I don't ever wanna stop, all day, all night Give me one more chance, I'll fight, let me put you in the side I ain't got no time for you, bitch (aye, aye) Let me live my life, I don't want to be your vice Like a kite, I fly so high, you can't see me (aye, aye) I just want to live my life on high alert If I'm fuckin' feelin' down, I'll fuckin' pop a fuckin' Perc' If you tryna fuck with me, I'll fuckin' put you in the dirt Hit the gas, bitch, I'm out like a bitch giving birth, giving birth (birth) God-damn, I don't want no fucking bitch 'Cause I came in the club, with a motherfuckin' stick (aye, aye) Vendetta, I put you under weather In the back seat of my cab, I switch you on like I'm a lever I'm just tryna fuck, not love, I don't wanna give in Hit a fuckin' milli, now I make a fuckin' living Swerve, swerve so fast, I'ma smoke you like some chili Burned, burned my wrist, so I bought a Richard Milli (Richard Milli) There's no going back You've changed things, forever Then why did you want to kill me? I don't want to kill you What would I do without you? No-no, no, no you, you complete me Give me one more chance, I'll fight, let me put you in the side I ain't got no time for you, bitch (aye, aye) Let me live my life, I don't want to be your vice Like a kite, I fly so high you can't see me (aye, aye) I just want to live my life on high alert If I'm fuckin' feelin' down, I'll fuckin' pop a fuckin' Perc' If you tryna fuck with me, I'll fuckin' put you in the dirt Hit the gas, bitch, I'm out like a bitch giving birth, giving birth (birth) Six feet under, how you talkin' me? Oh shit, I'm the king's, better run from the scene Big bands, big gat's, we gon' pull up with heat AK's lightweight, 'cause you know I be sleep On me, on me, I be smoking the green King Kush, King Kong, I be hittin' the weed All week, I'm weak, I be laughing at me All week, I'm weak, I be laughing at me Ain't nothin' even toppin' what I'm talkin' about We be mobbin' down the street, with artillery now And the shit that we be droppin', it be popping a smile Popping, pussy fuckin' bitches, I be all in her mouth Ain't nothin' even toppin', what I'm talkin' about We be mobbin' down the street, with artillery now And the shit that we be droppin', it be popping a smile Popping, pussy fuckin' bitches, I be all in her mouth Give me one more chance, I'll fight, let me put you in the side I ain't got no time for you, bitch Let me live my life, I don't want to be your vice Like a kite, I fly so high, you can't see me (aye, aye) I just want to live my life on high alert If I'm fuckin' feelin' down, I'll fuckin' pop a fuckin' Perc' If you tryna fuck with me, I'll fuckin' put you in the dirt Hit the gas, bitch, I'm out like a bitch giving birth, giving birth