Ghostee - Gang sh** lyrics

Man you know I'm savage, I'm not playin, I'll katch yall in traffiCK, n***a wuz happen-in, n***a wuz brakken, I'm not playin katch a body, run up on a n***a with a shottie , take the n***as lil shawtie, thats b**h was a hottie , little did he know she a thottie, homie hoppin , p**y tossin, I got bars like hopsin, katch a body then get to chopping, if you a snitch imma get to offing, never stoppin,always robbin, always mobbin, always saucin , always flossin,/I got the Glock and the 9, on the block doim lines ,never gonna die, always finna ride, red rag pride, red flags in the sky,my n***as don't never hide, red or blue n***a pick a side, either way man you know I'll slide, Make you sh** yourself ...get into your mind, n***a if you rich imma leave you dry, if you ain't banging then why you lie?You ain't sh** lil n***a...so don't try. n***a if you faking imma take yo life, if you want ones I will break yo spine, leave you drippin blood ..You kan see the light, not my fault you was trynna fight, talk sh** then it's on sight, n***a don't test me kause I just might, leave you puking blood now yo life is mine,,Walk away like its nothin sippin dirty sprite, talking sh** ain't free you gone pay the price///Katch you slippin when I got the pole, idgaf kause im high on coke, imma real n***a call me fake patrol, shoot a n***a in his head ..he ain't going home, pump a n***a full of led hit him in his dome, smokin n***as like some weed and I'm still not stoned, imma king n***a where my throne? Shoot you in yo bed leave you dead alone,Hit a L and take yo f**in phone,When I see I'm gone like a f**in ghost.Im not f**in playin slit a n***as throat///I smoke ounce after ounce and pound after pound, run up on yo block waist a hundred rounds, n***a you ain't sh** better know yo grounds,Klikk klakk bang n***a that's the sound, bick back gang n***a we the hounds, been running for a while and I still ain't found,,//If you feddin then you better get ready kause imma little unsteady,and I been thinking heavy, hit and run in a Chevy, and kant no motherf**er check me, don't never try and test me. If a n***a try and test,imma shoot him in his chest, leave a n***a on bed rest, chop him up...none the less... I ain't no snitvh so nothin to konfess, leave a n***a body and then pick up the mess, man that's on the set, im on psycho meds, always wearin red