It’s hot as a motherfucker out here
Summer heat, hot murder plots
Niggas getting shot
Chrome rims for 6’s one wheel, one
Throw it up one hand wave back at the bitches
I’m silent right before i snap i’m violent
I calm myself through tussle
I’m the boss and the muscle
Boy i feed your ass brass knuckles
A nigga come creeping through the fog
If you scared get a dog get a male
Cause the bitch will get you both in the mall
Now pick the punch lines
I’m punching these are the knockout flows
I’m cyber pimping i’m so new wave
I got sci-fi hoes this is next level mac shit
That’s why my money stack quick 12 v’s v 12’s
Half of them triple black bitch lust, and greed
Jealousy envy me your pride’s blurring your vision
See i’m where i’m supposed to be
On top of the underground, still greedy
Still running cities still andre and fitty
Fuck with me i’m a usual suspect
When it’s a hit turn up the volume
You hear my voice yeah that’s the shit
Pardon me please may i speak to you?
Yeah can i speak to you i feel this is something
I’m compelled to do niggas talk
That shit when i ain’t around
But when i come you can hear crickets
They don’t say a motherfucking thing
Pistols and bad bitches, hustler and bad bindess
Rapping was just a hobby that hobby turned to a million
Had that oxy for sale you can get it 50 a pair
You sniff it all let it grill
Wrapped before, you know the drill
Money, power and drugs my only reason to love
Never played cops and robbers nigga
We played cribs and bloods
Like who the pimp saying who the sluts
Between... Slut’s purses god please forgive me
But it’s still was worth it
Man i swear i needed some change, chains
Golden rings and things
Niggas watch videos and think them dudes
That rap the hardest for real, make you a target
Into the pigs, or i’ma get you
While you playing boy hunt you like an animal
Strap with a bean that’s 50 told me ambition wins
When you’re telling they working
I say i’d rather relax
Than be in that, and put in that working
Pardon me please may i speak to you?
You see that? That’s what i’m talking bout
I like that i feel this is something
I’m compelled to do first name school
Second name boy q oh, don’t get it fucked up
Floss if you want to i seen you home broke nigga
It ain’t a secret i get money you’s a joke nigga
Make what you make in like 2 years less
Than a month nigga to south side
But we up nigga, oh yeah
Don’t fuck around and make a trillion
Summer heat, hot murder plots
Niggas getting shot
Chrome rims for 6’s one wheel, one
Throw it up one hand wave back at the bitches
I’m silent right before i snap i’m violent
I calm myself through tussle
I’m the boss and the muscle
Boy i feed your ass brass knuckles
A nigga come creeping through the fog
If you scared get a dog get a male
Cause the bitch will get you both in the mall
Now pick the punch lines
I’m punching these are the knockout flows
I’m cyber pimping i’m so new wave
I got sci-fi hoes this is next level mac shit
That’s why my money stack quick 12 v’s v 12’s
Half of them triple black bitch lust, and greed
Jealousy envy me your pride’s blurring your vision
See i’m where i’m supposed to be
On top of the underground, still greedy
Still running cities still andre and fitty
Fuck with me i’m a usual suspect
When it’s a hit turn up the volume
You hear my voice yeah that’s the shit
Pardon me please may i speak to you?
Yeah can i speak to you i feel this is something
I’m compelled to do niggas talk
That shit when i ain’t around
But when i come you can hear crickets
They don’t say a motherfucking thing
Pistols and bad bitches, hustler and bad bindess
Rapping was just a hobby that hobby turned to a million
Had that oxy for sale you can get it 50 a pair
You sniff it all let it grill
Wrapped before, you know the drill
Money, power and drugs my only reason to love
Never played cops and robbers nigga
We played cribs and bloods
Like who the pimp saying who the sluts
Between... Slut’s purses god please forgive me
But it’s still was worth it
Man i swear i needed some change, chains
Golden rings and things
Niggas watch videos and think them dudes
That rap the hardest for real, make you a target
Into the pigs, or i’ma get you
While you playing boy hunt you like an animal
Strap with a bean that’s 50 told me ambition wins
When you’re telling they working
I say i’d rather relax
Than be in that, and put in that working
Pardon me please may i speak to you?
You see that? That’s what i’m talking bout
I like that i feel this is something
I’m compelled to do first name school
Second name boy q oh, don’t get it fucked up
Floss if you want to i seen you home broke nigga
It ain’t a secret i get money you’s a joke nigga
Make what you make in like 2 years less
Than a month nigga to south side
But we up nigga, oh yeah
Don’t fuck around and make a trillion
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