'Kay I keep, I keep, I keep several Rugers Stendo rulers Send em through ya, huh 'Kay I keep metal tools To bend them rules And bitch I'm booted up My clip gon' never lose or rust Might slip, yo men all losing blood My clique gon' rend and bruise My next tattoo, I get from Lucifer 'Kay I be ridin' with a dead bitch Crystals on my left wrist Empty out the Tec Case a nigga wanna set trip Pistol pop his head Case that nigga got a death wish Simple cause of death was the nigga he tried to mess with Yuh Tell them bitches be quiet Yuh He gon' make me start a riot Yuh Tell them bitches be quiet Yuh He gon' make me Down, set, hut Put that HK through ya gut Shawty told me I'm too mad but shit I love the smell of blood My grip miraculous for that static it's too bad you'll never touch I bet that Glocky make him dance That ratchet make ya double dutch The fuck is up Double vision triple digits on the dash Couple pistols and some niggas got my back Get the picture I could flip a couple racks I get busy with the Glicks then get too rich to wipe my ass 'Kay I keep several Rugers Stendo rulers Send em through ya, huh 'Kay I keep metal tools To bend them rules And bitch I'm booted up My clip gon' never lose or rust Might slip, yo men all losing blood My clique gon' rend and bruise My next tattoo, I get from Lucifer 'Kay I be ridin' with a dead bitch Crystals on my left wrist Empty out the Tec Case a nigga wanna set trip Pistol pop his head Case that nigga got a death wish Simple cause of death was the nigga he tried to mess with

Pissed off devil bet he spit raw Pitchfork pointed at your chest might get your shit rocked Clip long Wrong to think I wasn't what you pricks thought Glick cocked Time to tell your bitch that she can kick rocks cause my dick soft Say you best of us I just laugh at ya I paid sweat and blood for this Saddle up She like sex and drugs So I damage her Like I'm Kakarot and this Dragon Ball I wanna couple mil in my Swiss account Couple years to get it figured So I brung the fear of individuals out Some might wish I took a different route But it's fuck the world I got a priapism Half dead and my lungs hurt But I'll sucker punch you I don't need a reason Death or money whichever comes first My sins unbalanced I don't need a scale You full of fear and malice I'll never be a failure Sing a ballad like Aretha Franklin I'm wreaking havoc on you feeble henchmen You need a pension You stupid bitch Cock hard off a Sudafed I rock stars then I'm shooting shit Got Glock darts for you foolish pricks I'll stab a man and cackle as the rain fall Battle plans and masochism pays off Bloody nose with yo money stole I got a hunnit flows so don't you quit your day job, bitch Being unleashed yeah Makes me wanna feast yeah So if you're in the way best luck you should pray Cause you looking like food yeah So you wanna scrap huh I'll turn ya to scraps then This shit will be fun When I slice you a ton And rip out your back yuh Up it Point it Cock it Blast If he wanna talk out his ass We'll end it right there when the slugs knock him fast Why he talk like we same level It's clear that he reaching So he getting leveled Mush the fuck like he a pebble He messing with boulders by the way he done crumbled Aye we hop in whips to seek trouble I grip on the clutch and a metal When we down the window just know you'll get sizzled foe when You're in my sight that you stumbled It's clear I'm surrounded by snakes So when I shed them they'll turn in to flakes I'll have fun with these niggas when I'm scorching these niggas Swear to god when I stake out their place Pissed off devil bet he spit raw Pitchfork pointed at your chest might get your shit rocked Clip long Wrong to think I wasn't what you pricks thought Glick cocked Time to tell your bitch that she can kick rocks cause my dick soft

Bitch I been a threat Cut the check I'm a fucking mess Sentenced me to death They put a needle in my fucking neck Bitch I reserect Blastin niggas like I'm boba fett All of us on go and no we do not fuck with disrespect. Dgaf about yo crack. Imma run up in yo trap Rob yo nigga for his life He can't fucking get it back Stab yo brother with my knife Watch his guts spill that act I don't care if you a mice Cause we don't fuck with rats White bitch wanna ride my ride Her dad don't fuck with blacks I got kicked out of school Cause I didn't know how to act Bob the builder with my tool I'll still scrap that's a fact You rap cause you wanna be cool I put my soul in every track You can lie in piss Eat dick You ain't moving bitch Eat another clip cause niggas always on some other shit Fuck the government and the police because we ignorant No we ain't no hoes cause BDB stay on rebel some shit Don't give a fuck about yo tracks All that bullshit is wack Talking about you got stacks Boy you don't got no stacks Think you big wit that mac But you don't got no straps In that field it get real So I don't have to act I can't feel off that pill You play hard but you soft Bad bitch look like kill bill She take dick and don't talk Niggas wanna claim they real But they don't walk that walk Sold your soul for that deal Now you broke thats yo fault I do not fuck with rats You can't stay in my house Tell yo bitch to get back Kam will dick down yo spouse Tryna beef over yo chick You don't wanna go that route Cause you'll die for that shit We take souls that's no doubt