My b**hes say I be crushin em, I say I be k**in em
Them n***as mad I ain't trustin em, them n***as be acting to feminine
My girl fat, hair done her back that her a** look like a Caribbean
That cat be so wet, that my dick feel like an Amphibian
Go ape sh** with the banana clip on my momma n***a Im gorillin em
And the drum and the simple handgun look just like a damn cinnabun
You want war then n***a come get you some, them bullets my n***as be drillin em
If you known for havin them d** then here I come I am cinna mon
My new old b**h named Maryan, that b**h gotta son his name Darien
Darien got so much water that n***a room look like an aquarium
I told Maryan that Im bagging him, she better keep quite librarian
Them irons you'll think that I married em, cuz I never leave home without carrying em
And blood keep him a pump and n***as already know
And I call my trap the bluff, Im the brand new Curtis Snow
? pulled a big pole, that .44 will knock off your nose
Damn right your b**h done chose
Probably my clothes or this bankroll
And these lames dont really bumpski, bag his a** rest in peace humpty dumpty
And I been smokin so much ganja, its like rest in peace to my lungses
And I fell in love with silencers, cuz every shot it go pew
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Get them racks up or imma act up cuz this b**h I gotta go boom
And this b**h a certified gunka the way she s** it call her vacuum
If I got any situations hit Mac Dre cuz shawty k** em
Your shawty in love with this 40 cuz my Sonny out like a pilgrim
Cuz I smoke like Im a Jamaican, got big guns like a Haitian
Got meds like Im Caucasian, got goop like Im from Blue Haven
[?] your kidneys in, make your whole goddamn center melt
Pour nuggets across his muffin, now his brain look like a cinnamelt
If Lincoln a leave him stinkin, now his a** smell like a tuna melt
Dump his mother in the river, just like a [?] how them damn tuna felt
This 30 will make a n***a sh** himself, if he got beef with my n***as he better k** himself
All I do is smoke weed I dont do nothing else, my father said "Son, you something else"
"Everytime you walk in you got designer belts" Im sorry bob I can't help myself
I will f** your block up, with the Glock up, leave you shot up
And them eat some pasta with [?] imposters
Your b**h said Im lookin like bag, I said your n***a look like 1 dollar
Keep a 9 like a million dollar, turn a rapping n***a into a fossil
My choppa go boom-shaka-laka, aye Flock you sick get a doctor
On your a** like Im Mr. Crocker, baking cake like Im Betty Crocker
No limit like Silk the Shocker, when it come to squezzin this choppa
Imma cool a** young wild n***a now all the old heads they look up to me
Im plottin on every dealer,so now all the plugs dont f** with me
They be like aye Flock why you skunkin me, thats your fault you shouldn't be trustin me
All the wild n***as thats on the hunt with me
Gone be the same wild n***as thats gone stunt with me
My eyes too red I need some eye drops, 9 to his chest now a n***a heart stop
[?] now that n***a lookin like a cyclopes
Lil Chris pull up in that Audi, shoot up sh** then we outtie
Dont worry about if we bought it,should be worried bought gettin bodied
I could never sweat no b**h cuz a n***a dont pop no mollies
My guns be fully equipped cuz too many n***as plannin to rob me
I swear this pump gone rip n***as thats why im in love with my shotty
n***as say they bumpin my sh** so get ready for Trilluminati