Lunchin

Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts

Lick the M16, I got one on my opps

One nigga thought he had hops, he tried to jump the fence

Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since

Lord (Ah), threw him in the shower with the chainsaw

The cocaine war, give up the waps, take the chain off (boom boom boom boom)

Bleed the wall, wipe the brains off, 'caine rain cough

I pray to God that the scale ain't off (the scale ain't off)

The Prada slippers, jewelry glisten, pull up, half the roof missin'

Ruth's Chris, stuffed chicken gettin' fed by two bitches

Tyin' up the loose enders

Smack 'em with the forty, now his tooth missin'

Laid 'em on the table, had to pool stick 'em (ah)

It's glory, it's glory, it's Flygod (it's Flygod)

Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back Dracos

Keep shootin' his house down 'til I say so

I got the yayo, my nigga doin' thirty in Laredo

You still got the time and date, though

We not the same, yo (we not the same, yo)

The shit ain't even bust down

Shit ain't even bust down (Shit ain't even bust down)

Ayo, the shit ain't even bust down (ayo)

The shit ain't even bust down

My Colt pop like particle, cappin', hoe

My microwave rock and roll, let's lock and load (ah)

Tiffany handles on the white gold stones (white gold stones)

Thirty in the oven, these niggas say I'm buggin' (niggas say I'm buggin')

I'm on the yard with the bone crusher like a lunchin'

(Like a lunchin', like a lunchin')

Yo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts

Lick the M16, I got one on my opps

One nigga thought he had hops, tried to jump the fence

Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since

Lord

Imagine if this was the last poem I write

Imagine your moms snortin' lines of white

Imagine the feeling when the judge gave him life

Imagine if Westside Gunn never touched a mic

Or imagine if Con never got shot

Imagine if time just stopped