LYRICS:
I’m at the bottom it ain’t no discussion 
Bitch from the U.S my AK is russian
I’m at a party yo bitch i am touchin 
Say u gon shoot me lil bitch u is bluffin

Imma run down shoot yo crew
We gon come right after you
When i pull up u don’t shoot
We gon shoot some holes in you

When i talk i don’t bluff
Took yo bitch i’m finna cuff
U a bitch u ain’t tough
My dawgs finna beat u up

U ain’t shit 
U a bitch
Played yo ho nintendo switch
Where the fuck is Lil Nic
We gon pull up w a brick

Imma have have to pop u ass
If u don’t got Spittas cash
We ain’t finna make it fast
We might cut yo ass in half
Drain yo blood into a bath

Get rid of the evidence 
That shit gives me benefits
Shit i hope the gloves don’t fit
Bitch i got some cash to spend
When we leave yo ass won’t stand
Taking bitches to japan
W yo bitch now she a stan

Pulled up to yo mama house
Yo weak ass won’t make it out
I’m drippin water curing drouts 
We gon shoot u in the mouth

On the court i ball like Mike
Like 2k not in real life
I might have to take yo wife
Puttin liquor in my sprite

I be writing stupid lyrics
Just for idiots to hear it
I jus wanna make a livin
Imma die w out a spirit

Imma talk sum shit for fun
Imma shoot yo bitch for fun
Pussy bitch don’t got a gun
When i pull up u gon run

Bitch boy need sum etiquette
My clique ain’t real delicate
Kill shit for the hell of it
U a snitch i’m smelling it

THIS IS WHAT MY LAST TWO BRAIN CELLS SOUND LIKE (PROD. GRIMGOBLIN)

LASS!TER