Yea-Don't you try to get me

Fuckin mad hoe

Cus bitch I got a temper

That'll hit the hoe

Keep it all simple

My dimples crush yea

My ballistic flow

My bullets graze you got

That blood drippin from

Head to toe

Yea-Don't you try to get me

Fuckin mad hoe

Cus bitch I got a temper

That'll hit the hoe

Keep it all simple

My dimples crush yea

My ballistic flow

My bullets graze you got

That blood drippin from

Head to toe

So fill the pain wassup

I take the painter brush

And finger fuck the game wassup

Inside be comin up the tragic

In my lane wassup

I tell these bitches why

You actin so lame wassup

These underground pussies

Really need to

Pain wassup

I take the painter brush

And finger fuck the game wassup

Inside be comin up the tragic

In my lane wassup

I tell these bitches why

They actin so lame wassup

These underground pussies

Really need to

I spoke to my pops

Now I feel like I'm back

On my shit when I spit

Got ridiculous wit in my pocket

My blunt when I run from

My problems for you I'm

A gun and for me I am none

But a son to the disappointment

Gotta Hide

Underground shit really

Got me feelin like

Another picture with me

I love the fans right

And now I'm talkin

Definitive with the man right

And you ain't got a better flow

Than my pen right

Cus I really gotta take

Out this rocket You turn

Around when I cock it

Now you is the pussy

I pocket

I feel like the best of the best

Bullet from the west in

The chest in the breast in

The vest

And I got a whole list of

Niggas pack a punch then

I pow a nigga

Yous a bitch so bite me nigga

You got a bitch Ima pipe

Her nigga

Don't think about it

You could put me in

A box Ima break up out it

These trap metal fans really

Pissed about it

Don't get so tight at a reject

I'm bouta gut you like c sect

Quit movin around I'm sea sick

P G that's paranormal Jesus

I study japanese for my reasons

I'm switchin my moods like seasons

Bouta cheat on my plug no treason

Like please no more distortion

Shit I feel like freeman morgan

Call the downtown bitch from

Oregon better not play me like

Organ I kill you sell your organs

So fill the pain wassup

I take the painter brush

And finger fuck the game wassup

Inside be comin up the tragic

In my lane wassup

I tell these bitches why

You actin so lame wassup

These underground pussies

Really need to

Pain wassup

I take the painter brush

And finger fuck the game wassup

Inside be comin up the tragic

In my lane wassup

I tell these bitches why

They actin so lame wassup

These underground pussies

Really need to