Battery Bunny

Ay, ay

You know I said all black be the gear

Ay, ay, ay, ay

I want it all black be the gear

I said all black for a year, yeah

Whoa, I'm catchin' these plays

I move 'round the city like who the fuck want it with me? (Ayy, who the fuck want it with me?)

I really chase a nigga with the stick, I had that boy runnin' from me (yeah)

20 bowls, all .448s, I get that shit gone in a week (yeah)

Was whippin' niggas all up in the 'Caine, that shit had turned me to a beast

And blacked out right in front of my face after that I had jumped in the streets (word)

Was playin' them hotties, you know all black be the gear (hell, yeah)

I'm tryna kill somethin', I wore all black for a year (ay)

I'm on they neck and I'm makin' 'em suffocate love with that so I went the whole other way

I'm smokin' exotic and that make me levitate

See him, we kill him and that's what my brothers say

Lost me a stick and I came with another K

And I don't wanna hear that shit happened yesterday

You know up in the block, opp drop

Glizzy with the .50, not gon' stop

Cuffin' with a fully fresh out the box

Yeah, we got the whole nine on lock

We don't shoot at tunes, tryna hit your top

I don't want no smoke over thots

Brody got a lick, tell me what's the plot, ay (ay), ay (ay)

Look, and, no, we ain't over yet (and, no, we ain't over yet)

I'ma keep on grindin' and grindin' and grindin', I ain't get a Rollie yet (yet)

I'ma shoot the Drac' comin' from the waist 'cause it push my shoulder back (boom, boom, boom)

She just get the dick, I can't love a bitch, just money and Percocets (ay)

I'm livin' my life, I have no regrets

You get hit with that pipe, we in shoulder straps

This your train with the Percs, I be rollin' yet

Man, it's been a whole month, I ain't sober yet

The bro, he be tweakin' like, "Bro, relax"

I know he gon' crash wherever we at

The money addict, y'all be smellin' the money

These niggas act like they be sellin' the money

I come up from nothin', they jealous, it's funny

I get in the field, bro, them battlin' with me

We keep them drums like that battery bunny

We flickin' switches that'll tear up his tummy

Mm, mm, mm, okay

Mm, okay, okay, yeah, yeah

We see them blue lights and we gonna smash on 'em, ay

Started poppin' these Percs, I hope this my last one (hope this my last one)

Ay, niggas dyin' and all of these bitches get passed on (they get passed on)

Ay, and we at your door like we be the landlord (like we be the landlord)

Ay, I heard bro did them head, got a bag on it (got a bag on it)

Ay, so fuck it, them switches gon' tear up a fat boy

Ay, these niggas be broke, go get in your bag, boy (go get in your bag, boy)

Ay, and I drive the whip like this bitch a NASCAR (skrrt, skrrt)

But this bitch fast, boy, tryna see if this bitch do the dashboard

Ay, and I'm full of them drugs, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

Ay, if I really want it, I ain't gotta ask for it (I ain't gotta)

Wait, they must've forgot that I be with them jackboys (I be with them jackboys)

Ay, 100 miles an hour runnin' from the task force (whoa)

I get on your ass, boy, we gon' do you what we did the last boy (ooh)

Ay, yeah

The Ash