lyrics:
got that muh fucka in my sights yeah he spotted
bad lil bitch be my kryptonite she say shes a bottom 
guess she a shy lil bitch ima maker get on top of me
boi boi goin harder than a bitch aint a single body thats gang enough to stop me 
im in the whip and im fuckin yo bitch  she sayin boi boi get on top of me 
i got the drip i aint ever gonna quit i got 3 bitches smoking dope with me 
hunnid on my wrist  and a strap on my hip better keep yo fuckin jokes from me 
shawty suck my dick and i hit from the back yeah i do it diresrespectfully 
im in the mall like 
fit so cold
im in yo bitch like 
she want mo
add her to the tally and i pass her to bro 
i smoke a pack and i move like 4 mo
bitch dont want kisses we goin slo mo 
i thought she was a hoe yeah i guess she ride slow 
not into that fake shit i fuck early 
leave that bitch on read do her dirty 
i got choppas like im jason cannot murk me 
yeah i love me a lil freak hoe she got urges
run up all up in his house spill some blood on the carpet
fuck his bitch she goin down she gon try and run me for my profit 
yeah i pass the hoe to the side i have no heart
yeah you know tha fuckkin motto its anarch
yeah i got this fuckin rap shit on par
your attempts to fuckin stop me wont get far 
yeah i got em in my sights yeah he spotted 
yeah i hit em in the night right on target

mortars gon blow up his crib
time show this little bitch how we live

so fucked up i cannot stand

she wanna fuck, and her man is a fan

runnin it up, i need the bands

bitch outta here. these r my lands

got the 50 cal blow off ur hands
he aint do shit, fuck boy got canned

she a slut she a ridaa
stay strapped like al queda

c4 right by ya
baptized in fire

she a slut she a ridaa
stay strapped like al queda

c4 right by ya
baptized in fire

fuck a red dot all i need is iron sights

bad lil bitch know that she gone bite

i shoot i dont fight
imma blow out his lights

we creep in the nights
TU yeah we right


got the modded m4
u know imma shoot

scoped in from the top floor
u cant touch my loot

yeah i got ya hoe. she bitin my neck

yeah i killed that fuck boy
cant fuck with disrespect

duel weild on my belt
turn that boy to a pelt

uzi make him melt
play the cards u dealt

SPOTTED Feat. TEMPORXRY (Prod. BOi BOi)

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REVENGE

STOP BREATHING Feat. JATAN SATAN

GRINDING BROKEN GLASS BETWEEN MY MOLARS (PRD. ME)

I BET HE WON'T GET UP W/ LOPE DOPE (PROD. FONYWALLACE)

Lyrics 




dumb bitch with me and she like to smoke a lot 
tell her she keep smokin it her brain gon 
shades still on they can’t tell what I thought 
look her in the face I can tell she a thot 

Step in the fuctiom I don’t really like to speak 
I don’t want yo number I’m doin shit that u can’t keep up 
with
still in the dusty ass whip smokin cigs 
Still get yo bitch, still pull yo wig back 


I would fuck his bitch but she already lemme hit that
Cob ass boy on the walkie callin dispatch
I could smoke a hundred fuckin blunts and a zig zag 
I don’t need your shit back, eat shit all your shit trash 

I’m a fuckin menace I’m a motherfuckin mishap
Turn u into dinner, bet u flinch, u a piss bag
Ima fuck his bitch until my motherfuckin dick snap 
u a house cat, puppy dog talkin yip yap


I’m too fuckin drunk need to slow down on the drip
Tried to bust a nut, on her face, but I missed 
Way too fuckin blind, can’t even see if I had vision

I BET HE WON'T GET UP W/ LOPE DOPE (PROD. FONYWALLACE)

NICKG (@nickgismyname)

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