prod. mercykill
Lyrics:
I'm sippin' Soju with the wocky steal yo soul you try to rob me
Got the money stackin' sloppy Murakami on my body
When I fight you gotta stop me, swingin' blades I like em' dull
All my 5.56 be frosty black out aimin' at yo skull

Vicious vision blurry back up leave you limpin' to the crib be worried
Headshot, Shot him in the back a pussy tried to scurry
Rat runnin', Fuck a fade, shoot him in his fuckin' face
I ain't got the time to play ain't no one got a nine to waste
Driftin' Skrrtin' avatars I hit the curves in any way
A bad bitch on me acting hard, the activist been led astray
Pissed off at the world again don't know what ima take today
I know I got a problem, bitch I'm dyin' either way

I'm sippin' Soju with the wocky steal yo soul you try to rob me
Got the money stackin' sloppy Murakami on my body
sippin' Soju with the wocky on my soul you not gone rock me
All my money stackin' sloppy, Murakami on my body
When I fight you gotta stop me, swingin' blades I like em' dull
All my 5.56 be frosty black out aimin' at yo

Skull popped
Crackin' his bones and I mold his body
Back of the dome I blow this shotty
Bash and i bolt, like smashing a bowl
I'm grabbing a fo', this pole exotic
Candy-coated flavored gat
We dangerous hoe, we aim sporadic
Banger totin, hater smackin, laser burn his face ashes
Gloves all on my fingertips so I don't leave no fingerprints
My forty always loaded so ya boy don't  need to think of it like ooo,
I'll kill your son and your dad, I am rude
I told that boy bring a mag or you doomed
I'm sippin blood from a flask by the pool
And if he try to run, keep a mac for the tool

I'm sippin' Soju with the wocky steal yo soul you try to rob me
Got the money stackin' sloppy Murakami on my body
When I fight you gotta stop me, swingin' blades I like em' dull
All my 5.56 be frosty black out aimin' at yo skull

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