Guerilla Maab - See Me to My Casket lyrics

[Hook - 2x] b**h n***as, wanna see me in my casket I swear to God, I'ma let a n***a have it Guerilla Maab, is what I'm yelling when I'm blasting I hate you fake motherf**ers with a pa**ion, now bring it on [Dougie D] f**ers we armed and dangerous, b**h start To your car, and stay far from us Always keeping my heater, in case a n***a Wanna go to war with us, we mobbing cuz f** what you n***as thought of us Get your brains knocked the f** out When you f**ing round with us n***a we match you one, can't f** with pussies That's acting one, only rainy days I commit Is my baby girl, that love me If you f**ing with us, get your head drug into the dirt All the matters get co*ked, and they busting And burning till it hurt, I ain't gon deal with that I'ma fry a motherf**er, with the biggest Some are b**hes, gon learn By putting their nose up in my bidness If you bringing war, you are tricking before you start We got guerillas ready to mob, and mask up after dark So get on your mark, you ain't seldom ready we gone You don't want drama, then don't be f**ing around with the Maab And I put this on my life, none of us in this sweet or nice f**ing around with the best, and get you put up on ice [Hook - 2x] Step to us, and you'll get tossed Bump your gums, and get hauled off Punk a** b**h, you'll take a loss For f**ing with us, f**ing with us - 2x [Trae] Thinking bout my life I blend it in with thugs, n***as outta line Thinking they can really f** with Trae and Doug Guerilla Maab make us, I don't give a damn bout who you is Better not come my way, and catch us spraying Running like he racing, giving you n***as a f**ing day Cause all the he say she say, you better come see my posse gang Before you be going off at the mouth, and 3D-2 gon get you tossed I'm ready for war and bring it on To the n***a, that's thinking that they better I'm fin to put load holes in your sweater, with aggravated vendettas k**as and thug n***as, that's ready to ride it out Blue and red f** going fed, this n***a Trae be busting heads With G. Maab I'm all in, b**h n***as be hauling Till I be six feet up in a grave, I'm never falling Resurrection Music Group is what I represent, long as I'm still here I'm gonna ride for my team, good times, life and cents So motherf**ers better be here no, cause y'all be f**ing up my zone So you can go and call your people, and tell em you going home [Hook - 2x] [Trae] To a n***a thoughts, to a n***a with attitude Ever since my brother, got locked in the penn I shed my tears with tattoos, on everything that I love Got 17 shots with a Glock co*ked Fin to let off shots, and it won't stop Ready to die for what I believe in, if its plex you gon get dropped And you n***as out here I hate with a pa**ion, beleive that You see that strap with a light on top, if you hating I beam that Guerilla Maab till I can't breathe no more, and I mean it motherf**er Going off over the edge, and ready to smash on you dick s**ers [Dougie D] We gon bust, it ain't no thang to us because you strange to us Infrareds and battalions, for k**as and the stranglers And biting manglers, inflicting you bodily harm Trauma centers get full, whenever we going to war n***a look f** your intros, we guerillas that's packing pistols Ain't excepting no church aggressions, that n***as slang with pencils We run with a riot, lock and load the clip up aside Knocking your f**ing wig back, when you f**ing round with mine [Chorus - 2x] Step to us, and you'll get tossed Bump your gums, and get hauled off Punk a** b**h, you'll take a loss For f**ing with us, f**ing with us - 2x