Bitch I'm going off like a Thompson
Bitch is dumber than autistic
Go back to kindergarten
Every time I smoke I go up to heaven
Smoking on a gram then i smoke another 7
With the MAC 11
Loaded up on the side
That's how we live life
Stay strapped for protection
Or you know you gon die
In these streets we live life
Ye these streets ain't nice
Like the homie Mr. Wong
I'll order any fool to get you shot
With the .357 going through your skull
You gon end up dead as a result
With the bottles of codeine
Every day I'm trapping selling that saints row lean
Got this green in my eyes
Not only the money but the smoke of this berry white
And I'll leave you relaxed
With the AK 47 strapped to my back
I'll smoke on the strain
While you get the fucking 47 strap
I got this OG kush in my lungs
The ak got an extendo so you better run
And I ain't gone miss a shot
Cause you know I got that aimbot
Like I'm fucking snoop dogg
I got that gin and juice and I'm sipping on
Waiting til day I fucking die
You a fag, a dyke, a fucker with no rights
You ain't ever gone life this life
Hypothetically you've never even done a crime
Like motherfucking ice
Frozen 6 feet under is where you fucking lie
Now let me introduce myself
I'm General P and I ain't tryna be nobody else
I'm from Oxnard and you the streets are tough
So please don't forget to load up your gun
Don't pull up to the hood I remain in
I ain't no gangster but you know that I'll spray it
So if you pull up
Expect a shotgun with the motherfucking pump
You don't wanna mess with me
You don't wanna mess with me
15 bodies under 6 feet
You gon end up deceased
You don't wanna mess with me
You don't wanna mess with me
15 bodies under 6 feet
Bitch I got the juggernaut streak
Juggernaut online!