Текст песни
Fuck all that rara nigga big murder business Wright Raw shit nigga
Put your brains on the curb and let the stray dog get it
Chop you up and leave your family in the ditch nigga got me fucked up
Feed you to your family cartman and shit nigga
Ha Ha Ha
Got me fucked up, nigga we pull up to yo crib and you dont even know we there untill last second
Fuck nigga
Scalp your bitch ass like a indian
Sliding with a choppa and a cutta
My Zoe he a chopper with a machete
Two choppas in the backseat nigga, ha ha
Dont make me crash out this bitch make me lash out on this bitch
Im zooming fast outta dis bitch
Fuck them Ticket Master police on me gettin after me
Im a wicked bastard wrong move try come pickin after me
Veli hit it first bitch aint nobody hittin after me
Im out late i told my BM ill get in after 3
And her BD is a BD still 2-4 till im dead
Aint no whos that you see me better come right w my bread
Piss off Vito then im scared
I know bro off a his meds
Go ask God why I see red
Like Uzi all my friends they dead
I cant sleep I killed that boy n his soul stand on my bed
If u dont count my money right my bro counting yo dreads
I put a nigga in dirt with hurt
Death is a bitch with her i flirt
I do not want no friends im cursed
You prolly might die to join my worst
Tweaking wit Six this shit get bad yo niggas wont slide theyll put you on merch
Tuh, I wasnt born to play wit any nigga on dis Earth
He aint in rave cuz he cant behave
Niggas be acting like hoes for days
Niggas get bitches but they dont get paid
And its Young Veli I mean what I say
Heard you want smoke you see me you faced
I got the Lo lil nigga you traced
My favorite pet is a gucci snake
If you gone cry then why would you play
Told you to go shawty why would you stay
Mess with my mood its over today
Scalin my tool its over your weight