JChxppa - Suicide ways Lyrics

Bitch I got a gun with a stick
I shoot it I drop it bitch I don't miss
20 guns coming running thru your crib
Ima shoot it ima pop it bitch I know where you live
Shooting shit with a gun that be coming from the hip
If you got it and I want it ima come and f*cking get
556 big bullets that be aiming at his head
Ima pop up shoot the kid than dip once again
Ask me how many bottles of crown I got ten
Talking that shit get you filled with a led
How you my bitch never even a freind
That's old news I ended that trend
I'll pull up and f*ck on your friend instead
Laser beam extension Infrared
Hitting your top like ima twist a dread
Bitches love the way I spend my bread
Never do nothing right should've took a left
I aim at the throat but I hit at the chest
I go back and forth till the little bitch dead
I got put on a crucifix now I feel blessed
I cook a little bitch dinner while she in bed
Pay up the money bitch owe me debt
I stole your car I call it theft

I got a gun with a switch on the side
I got a bitch that said she down to ride
I said give me a minute I'll be there in 5
I said money don't make itself so you oblige
I got a job and I never applied
Looking back to all the levels I climbed
Really did it all on my own f*cking time
Really did it all with my own f*cking nine
Since a young kid all I knew was crime
I started off with a ziplock and a dime
And I stayed to myself like a mf mime
And the reason you asking yourself f*cking why
Is cause I knew the game that's the game that I tried
And I never let a bitch f*cking lie to my eyes
And I never let a f*cking bitch act like she mine
And im going to the top like im climbing a vine
Ima put you in the air like a star that shines
What is your flavor got all different kinds
20 a eighth got all different shrines
Red spilling out like I'm looking at Heinz
If you come to my place let me know what you find
If you smoking a eight let me know how the ride
You been loving my clothes but that shit my design
Ima run up you get done up I jumped the whole 5

Playing with me you insane
That's not my whip till it spell out mulsanne
Ice box flooded my watch
It's 500 a feature I get what I want
I watch how you move and I see you a thot
I tried to stay cool cause you said you would stop
Bitch keep on talking she making a noise
Bitch is a whore I'm just making a point
Talking my shit while you look annoyed
And if you see me you should avoid

Bitch I got a gun with a stick
I shoot it I drop it bitch I don't miss
20 guns coming running thru your crib
Ima shoot it ima pop it bitch I know where you live
Shooting shit with a gun that be coming from the hip
If you got it and I want it ima come and f*cking get
556 big bullets that be aiming at his head
Ima pop up shoot the kid than dip once again
Ask me how many bottles of crown I got ten
Talking that shit get you filled with a led
How you my bitch never even a freind
That's old news I ended that trend