[Intro: J Dlux]
(Icey, I'm so sick of you)
Ha, ha
[Chorus: J Dlux]
Hop out the coupe ni**as smell like pussy
I broke the clock can't scale my sh*t
Geeked out my mind, never felt like this
Put it in sport then the tail might fish
Glock in his face, that's a real death kiss
You don't want smoke, that's a real death wish
Bad b*tch ten out of ten, chefs kiss
[?] laying in the X6
[Verse 1: Thouxanbanfauni]
I ain't pull over, I'm ducking state troopers
My ni**as pulled up on time, we some shooters
Digital dash in that digital damn
All my number be accurate, count like no child
That b*tch she animal planet, real wild
She set you up and she sliming you out
She ring on your doorbell, we run in your house
My jeans Mike Amiri, I stomp in these b*tches
Got AF1's I'm pumping these b*tches
ni**as be fly like the sky is the limit
But I'm going past that
You know it's [?]
Double me up, double me down
Get that sh*t, double-time, we miss, we spin around
[Verse 2: J Dlux]
These b*tches going, they all come around
ni**a I ain't [?] been around
She like when I smile, I got slugs in my mouth
Shell cases, can't leave no slugs on the ground
Hellraiser step, leave a hole in the ground
[?] for his script, then we busting them down
Drinking the cream soda, flushing them down
Don't know what it is but it's something about
ni**as that go and start running they mouth
Turn off the lights, camp in front of they house
Thousand grams, thirty-four, forty-two gang
All the real ni**as gon' go through the same
Trap house and [?] it's part of the game
But one thing I learned, you can't make no mistakes
I done took the skin off my back for some snakes
This for ni**as that showed that sh*t off in my face
[Chorus: J Dlux]
Hop out the coupe ni**as smell like pussy
I broke the clock can't scale my sh*t
Geeked out my mind, never felt like this
Put it in sport then the tail might fish
Glock in his face, that's a real death kiss
You don't want smoke, that's a real death wish
Bad b*tch ten out of ten, chefs kiss