Trvll Savagee - Hypnotized Lyrics

I wake up in the morning
Grab my glock it ain't no way to hide
Pussy nigga keep talking that shit
But don't want come outside
Yeah I got my steppas on payroll
They right on my side
Ion give a f*ck bout what they doing
That nigga gotta die
Shoot a couple bullets
Through his house
I'm trynna take his eye
Got shot in the foot
And every since bitch I been traumatize
I know a couple niggas in Baton Rouge
Who look like Fetty Wap
Trynna be a thug and be a gansta
And he then got surprised
My daddy died when I was four
So what the f*ck you think that mean
No Ian no Gangsta
But don't play nigga
By any means
I'm sorry for the niggas
Who really think they could f*ck with me
Go and get that bag
It ain't no way these niggas stopping me
When I do my show
I'm turning up that's why they follow me
F*ck everybody
If they got some to say to me
Put yo f*cking hands up lil nigga
If you f*ck with the beat
I gotta lot of goals up in this world
I gotta achieve
Imma do my thang
Say look pull up yo pants
Watch me hit my dance
While I'm drinking my lean
You know I got them bands
All of my money green
Turn up at the show I'm going hard
You betta believe me
Rock some
Shoot some
Na let's go break in
Rock some
Shoot some
Na let's go break in
Rock some
Shoot some
Na let's go break in
I'm tired of all these pussy ass niggas
And all they fake friends
Rock some
Shoot some
Na let's go break in
Rock some
Shoot some
Na let's go break in
Rock some
Shoot some
Na let's go break in
I'm tired of all these pussy ass niggas
And all they fake friends
We pull at the house open the door
And open fire on em
Talking to the cops
Boy you a bitch
That's why he lying on em
I'm dripping in this bitch
My mama be like Pooh you fly on em
Let a nigga plot
I send my youngins to go plot on em
Flag on yo neck
Bitch you stretched
You then got blessed
Check on neck
Bitch we boom then we popped up
Bitch you a hoe
Ian lying nigga pussy
Let a nigga play
Boy I swear that you a rookie
He don't want no smoke
Pull up waddup nigga
He don't want no smoke
Pull up waddup nigga
He don't want no smoke
Bitch pull up waddup nigga
I pull up on yo f*ck ass
I'm letting out the window
Let a nigga plot
I swear to god yelling out ten four
F*ck that boy F*ck his mama
We f*cked his sister
Bust em up I swear to god
Boy we killing we bush shit
Nigga said he want some smoke
Pull up at me
Let a nigga play us
And he don't never at me
Boy you a hoe
And we already know
But when I catch yo ass up in the store
Imma hit you with the four bow
Imma blow a nigga brains out
I'm gone blow that nigga brains out
Imma blow a nigga brains out f*ck it
Nigga I'm thuggin at the train house