Finna kill this shit
Ain't expect this shit
This a new flow
Hop up on this beat, and i be spazzin like a damn rouge
Said this shit to easy i could spit on any damn flow
Ima pull up on that boy, ill kill em for the pay roll
Ima take his life, and then im rippin out his damn soul
Pussy keep on talkin and i might jus take his main ho
All these f*ckin rappers, they be tryin but they ain't shit
No one f*ckin with ya flow, you know it that it's bull shit
No one wanna hear the shit, you call it that's ya music
No one f*ckin with you, cause we know that you ain't shit bitch
If i pull up on that boy, then ima hit em w the missle
If he f*ck around too much, then ima take his f*ckin sister
I ain't one for all the games, im finna make you f*ckin missin
If he talkin on my name, then i'll be on a f*ckin mission
You don't wanna f*ckin run it up
He won't run it up
He don't want the smoke, because he know it's finna burn em up
He jus run his mouth too much but he know he can't back it up
Maybe i'll respect you, if you would jus f*ckin run it up
Smokin on this gas,, it contaminating my lungs
Said i break it from the bud, n i roll it up in the blunt
You don't really want the smoke, cs it's poison up in ya lungs
If you really wanna run it
I pull up, we run the ones