Rakh - Hitman S.S

Elevated mad I had to make sure Celebrating putting him on shirt Captivate him putting him in the dirt Get aggravated when I run out of percs Been concentrated making songs off the syrup I'm with the constellations off the earth Not with the conversations do your work If you ain't talking about no money then shut the fuck up Know you a broke boy run it up I'm a real dope boy double cup I keep scope boy keep it tucked Swear to god I keep a chop Keep it on me like a watch I ain't worried what he got Count my money on a yacht I'm on the S.S. Trill Gone off the X X pill Somebody grab the wheel I cannot hold it still Gone of the shits bout to swerve What did I hit that wasn't a curb Big body whip it could've been her Bitch I'm the shit and you is a turd You know that I'm it so get out the word Get out the word right now Bout to take over the world right now I got big bands and I'll never run out I got big plans know I'll make it out Big plans know I'll make it out I'll make it out the hood For good Where is my money said bring me the bags You thought it was funny but I'm on yo ass That is the last thing that you want me to ask Woah, he hiding in his hidey hole, Woah Caught a body hit the road, Woah Woah Woah That's a no no Fucking that bitch got to go go Hella bodies she a hoe hoe Pop a molly now she throwed throwed Throat goat Shawdy gone run up the neck After that she give me sex Hit from the front she got breast Roll up a blunt what's next What's next know I'm bout to hit Hop in the Vette got a new whip Gone off the X know I'm zooted I'm zooted, booted, really bout to lose it Double up the cup and you know I'm bout to use it Gone of the ZAZA I'm floating in la la Can say what you want Give me your life say bye bye