State of Emergency* Sunny 2point0 (Ft. Trippie Redd)

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[Trippie Redd]
I'm a real killer, can't pretend to be (Huh)
Grim Reaper when you mention me
Hundred racks in, spent a fifty-piece
Two hundred fifity Richard Mille piece
Came from the jungle, bitch, I been a beast
I ain't starvin', bitch, I gotta eat
Kill a nigga, slatt, slime, baby, no apologies
Big backwoods, bitch, we smokin' a sequoia tree
Bitch, I'm the bomb, blowin' up like a morning team
I ain't trippin', ten million off of quarantine
Baby, I drip, I splash like some chlorine
Navy SEAL shit, keep a chop', bought a submarine
Met a real bitch, gave me top, she wanna fuck with me
In the field, bitch, green beam out with Sunny D
Told her, "Keep it real," baby, keep it a buck with me
Said she in love with a thug, then she stuck with me
Keep the chicken-chicken in my pocket, got a cluck with me
This the real deal, nah, for real, [?] stuck with me
Got boo'd at, SB in the cut with me
Boy, you dumb as fuck if you say you never heard of me
Got real killers talkin' 'bout they wanna murder me
Can't let it happen, it's a state of a murder scene
Lot of bad thoughts, havin' dreams of impurgin' me
Had the mask on, I was doin' damn burglaries
It's a lot of real niggas that I met that encouraged me
Murder rate up, it's a state of emergency