WTF

(Ayo, C, what you tellin' 'em)

(Papa, you get?)

I don't pop pills, I do drills (I do)

Cook down opps with this portable grill

I love the thrill, when we spin them wheels

See man get hit and squeal (ahh, bitch)

Feel the bullets like rain (baow)

They're quicker than trains

Chest shot faint, he's a strain

No human can survive this pain

But I've seen stranger things, like Mike

A opp boy died and got revived (how?)

What a life

Ten toes down with my knife

I'm in the nine, who's tryna slice (bang, bang)

Run up on who? You must wanna die (wanna die)

I'll show you I don't lie in my rhymes

Baddie with a fatty, call me daddy

Hmm, she look good like candy

Grab on her neck like Randy

Told her give me dome like sandy

I'm horny as hell, I'm sipping on brandy

(Hennessy, Hennessy)

Two fingers, but comes in handy

Look at her pussy get splashy

Wet

Then I hit it from back 'til I sweat

If I nut quick, I'm in your debt (mm-hm, that's true)

Until I bruck down revenge (yes)

Ask them boy there (ask 'em)

The get backs intense

Yo, I'm smoking ya dead

He's dead, stretched, no hospital bed

I smoke that yute before bed (I do)

I'm venomous, I can't change

Nine or eight, get tanned and sprayed

He prayed, looked down and said, "Rah, I'm here I'm quay" (I'm quay, oh my god)

Send that yute to the sky (the sky)

And I ain't gonna lie (no lie), I'm just living my life (my life)

Single shots, die from one

I'm high as fuck, got shh ina blunt

L-L-Let's go on a hunt

I wanna capture one (I do)

I hope them niggas don't run

Like, "Rah, are you dum?" (Are you dum?)

Come here you lil' punk

Wait, he's civilian

Yo broski, get off the paves

Before you get whipped like a fucking slave