Lyrics
Two fingers in the sky to the FBI
Popping out the barber shop till he fell and died (sike)
Few Molotov Cocktails let em fly
Fly his flag, he a felon fine
Having them guns, same level crime
Tortured him but nah he ain’t tell a dime
Hardened time
Stars and Stripes
Tried to dub his star and stripes
That’s why any hood we in you know that flag goin’ fly
That’s half of me, half of my flag
Know the tapestry brag
It had to be bad
They called it savagery, sad
When they the true savages facts
In the city, humidity in the air like there
It don’t compare
Get rid of me in the chair
Where, electrocute me
Or shoot me
Up with some doctor dookie
Depopulate the Papis who be popping prove me
Wrong
Fuck USA
Get parades
But ain’t no Independence Day
God damn stop the movie
Oofie