H.N.I.C. - Predicate Felon lyrics

[Verse 1] All my n***as came up out the dope hole Dirty a** fork in the coke hole Pull up in the trap it's a dope show Got a coke and the smoke flow n***as pumping all the gas, it's a no go Strapped with the Ocho, bricks from Acapulco Get them b**hes in by the boatload if you don't know Be on them blocks that you don't go Say you down to ride but you won't though Fall asleep with my .44 (with my grip) Backseat, backlot with a dirty stick The early shift, extended with the pearly grip I got a jug, you need a thirty-six Now I can hit him with a dirty brick and still make them birdies flip Big catty on my curvy sh**, she give me brain on some nerdy sh** Project, lil' dirty b**h, Lil Durky sh** Now pa** my 30 clip, now pa** that 30 clip My gun game good, sorta like Contra Money over b**hes is my mantra n***a I'm a monster, stomp ya face 'til my boots red All they saw was the coupe fled and two dead Young demon, blunt steaming and joint fiending Say she drunk semen, it's still trunk season Super f**ing Villain man, Super Villain sh** man Taking n***as out, taking n***as heads off You wanna play a hero n***a? Taking n***as out [Verse 2] I'm a degenerate, ain't got no f**ing etiquette Posted in the projects with some predicates Accumulating wealth based of my rhetoric The opposite of benevolent Trunks get trunked like elephants I'm drunk stumbling down the staircase Seen a lick to rob the n***a bare faced Y'all queer, I don't fear jakes Ain't from Chicago but I'm EBK f** the DEA, NYPDK, anybody get it You a f*ggot, I'm a basket case Try to take my cash now that's the [?] Tragic closed casket case I shot him twice that was my last mistake Now I get up close range then I wring it 'til the plastic break Step across that gun line My canon got a drum, it get to banging like drum line f** that one time I let it go at your front line And hit a punk spine, I don't do battles with punchlines, ya dig me? Good, now dig a hole and drop the corpse That .40 make your wig split like a divorce Altough it's rough, always maintained and steered the course I told her s** me 'til she lost it But this b**h, she paint my portrait