Lyrics
"The Crimson Chin!?"
Debo ass boy
You getting hit with a brick
Matter fact, Take it back
Imma walk with my stick
(Okay)
Fully automatic
I like loading up the clip
Like a herpe
Imma put the thirty to ya lip
Make it buzz
Like a bee
Niggas saying
That they brackin'
Bitch you from the summit
You'll get caught lackin'
Spoon fed nigga
But he love to claim the hood
Bitch I'm Forty Seven Shawnn
I'm from the Wishaniggawoods
Cause I wish a Nigga would
Ever run up on me
Put a sniper on the roof
Like it's call of duty
You wanna fight me?
How ya wanna fight
But ya bitch wanna fuck me
Nigga you lucky
I Never caught a body
But I'm dreaming
That I did it
Niggas capped up
Like a hat
That was fitted
You already know
Bitch I'm spitting out acidic
Harry Potter magic
Cause you know I reppin' quidditch
Nigga better quit it
Witnessed him
Murder Jehovah
Bitch I'm a trapper
Who got a diploma
Bitch I'm a rapper
I'm fresh out the scene
Hit me a stain
Like my name Mr. Clean
Nigga you a lick
Never gave a fuck about a bitch
Switch
Smoking on this gas
I'm lit
Lighter
Got an Odd Future like Tyler
Stepping' on ya block
Make you hide
Like the wire
You already know
How I'm coming
Drumming
Nick cannon
Drummer band
Bumping
Stuntin'
Kinda like my daddy
Never met the nigga