If niggas really knew what gave me the drive to scream every day
They would look at me a lot differently
Pussy boy, think you fucking tough, but you just all talk
Chopper pop, shoot your head clean off, burst like molotov
Catch my punch, bitch you can't do none, you can't fucking run
Out for blood, murder rate go up, I'm just having fun
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I got that chopper, his body gon' lay down
I got no option, I hope this a way out
I drop a tab then I smoke, it'll weigh out
I'm pulling up what's that nigga gon' say now
He think I'm playing well I'm at the same house
Someone's awake so I'll find us a way around
Ever since a kid, I was filled with hatred
That's why when I'm up in this booth, I'm so fucking faded
I need to wake up, In the morning and go make some paper
Otherwise I know, that I will never motherfucking make it
You pussy niggas don't get it
I'm so pissed off I might just cause a homicide
I'm with my Glock and I make sure it's modified
I don't save bullets there's no need to utilize
Nigga get off of me and fuck off
Said you wanna fight, we know you'll get rocked
Pussy you a bitch, we know you all soft
I just need a pot to piss in, my god
Damn, these niggas snakes in the grass
They just be filled with their arrogance, I could not care more less
We got his addy, we pull up I'm airing it
I got this Stizzy it shoot like Americans
You is a bitch nigga, you just a variant
He sent his song and he know I'm gon' carry it
I'm fuck my girl and that shit my Samaritan
Never go down out of my fucking Maryland
Pussy boy, think you fucking tough, but you just all talk
Chopper pop, shoot your head clean off, burst like molotov
Catch my punch, bitch you can't do none, you can't fucking run
Out for blood, murder rate go up, I'm just having fun
I'm so sick and tired of niggas claiming they're my fucking friend
Either you ride with me or are you not with me, suck my dick, nigga