Produced by smokie

LYRICS: 

dont give a fucc bout yo baby
everyone know me and bro goin crazy
buss on a opp and you dont gotta pay me
big drum on da chop turn a nigga to gravy
bullet surf his top take it off if its wavy
pull it he run off he get caught aint no maybe
ruger wit a stocc keep da chop in the May B(maybach)
now he lay wit chalk and next up is his lady
he broke as fucc prolly serve up a opp 
and he only cop 2 when he shop for the drop
went to shoppin at neimans from shoppin at ross
told mama i was lost now ya boy is da boss
still ride around wit dat paccin my drawls
i know you broke dont een ask what it cost
smokin a dutch or a wood fucc a raw
i aint een tryna fucc lil bitch i want jaws
fmj bullets go straight thru yo walls
nigga talk stupid im ending it all
glock wit a beam and a dick in the building
i come in this bitch and you know we cant brawl

i flash the pipe on these niggaz
know i end life on these niggaz
turn out the light on these niggaz
i end the night on these niggaz
i flash the pipe on these niggaz
know i end life on these niggaz
turn out the light on these niggaz
i end the night on these niggaz
i end the night on these niggaz
i end the night on these niggaz
turn out the light on these niggaz
i end the night on these niggaz

just got a mac in
i need a draco
straight off the backends 
i got a bankroll
fuck a bad bitch boy you cant even save hoes
niggaz hatin on me cuz his bitch tryna face bro
im tryna face me a opp on bullshit
i put his brains on the street if he pull shit
gang know i aint never been on no cool shit
pulled up 30 dick yeah bitch thats a full stick
these niggaz foolish
pulled up to shoot i aint pull up to see how you doing
nigga said wassup
tell dat boy shut up
he tryna run cuz he see that my gun up
i shoot that boy he got drip like he gunna
i chase him down from the night to the sun up

Kill Stacy

CHASE

I can see demons! 😘😈❤️‍🔥💋

I’m 21 in I’m a hooper n a hustler I’m from Chicago