[Intro]
(Evil Poison Money Gang)
(We make the best poison)
(Professor Smokey is an evil man)
(Opp genocide)
(Based Negative Squad)
(Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?)
[Verse 1: Acid Souljah]
Smokin' on this gas, and it's green just like Yoda
Right now I'm callin' Pat like, "When you slidin' wit' the cola?"
I used to have dirty clothes and a Motorola
That phone barely worked, I couldn't even make calls
You a lil' bro, and we out here makin' calls
If he talkin' down, we gon' pull up like it's Call of Duty
Every time I fuck my bitch
I feel like I be Ryan Gosling in those stupid ass movies
Pop out, it's a movie
When you see me at a show, I'm really booted
[Verse 2: RXKNephew]
Heron that I got, knock out Mike Tyson
The Glock I came wit', tell you that we ain't fightin'
Heron that I got, knock out Mike Tyson
The Glock I came wit', tell you that we ain't fightin'
I feel like Gucci wit' the Briland
This my money, don't get excited
Waka Flocka dope, let's start a riot
Throw him in a pot, boil him and fry him
No wonder why his hood dyin'
His album ain't sell 'cause he lyin'
Bump some Neph and get enlightened
If I die, it's gon' be off the hendawg
Ain't no more drugs, then I'm pissed off
My bitch tryna bite the dick off
People still sell crack out the pool-hall
You ain't tryna shop then move on
Girl, fuck out my face
My boy, my dope top rank
You'll get shot in yo face
Slide down south hittin' the stanky leg
My Perc taste like Panera bread
Henny taste like banana bread
I'm havin' nightmares, goin' to the feds
She asked for money, and left her on read
(Evil Poison Money Gang)
(We make the best poison)
(Professor Smokey is an evil man)
(Opp genocide)
(Based Negative Squad)
(Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?)
[Verse 1: Acid Souljah]
Smokin' on this gas, and it's green just like Yoda
Right now I'm callin' Pat like, "When you slidin' wit' the cola?"
I used to have dirty clothes and a Motorola
That phone barely worked, I couldn't even make calls
You a lil' bro, and we out here makin' calls
If he talkin' down, we gon' pull up like it's Call of Duty
Every time I fuck my bitch
I feel like I be Ryan Gosling in those stupid ass movies
Pop out, it's a movie
When you see me at a show, I'm really booted
[Verse 2: RXKNephew]
Heron that I got, knock out Mike Tyson
The Glock I came wit', tell you that we ain't fightin'
Heron that I got, knock out Mike Tyson
The Glock I came wit', tell you that we ain't fightin'
I feel like Gucci wit' the Briland
This my money, don't get excited
Waka Flocka dope, let's start a riot
Throw him in a pot, boil him and fry him
No wonder why his hood dyin'
His album ain't sell 'cause he lyin'
Bump some Neph and get enlightened
If I die, it's gon' be off the hendawg
Ain't no more drugs, then I'm pissed off
My bitch tryna bite the dick off
People still sell crack out the pool-hall
You ain't tryna shop then move on
Girl, fuck out my face
My boy, my dope top rank
You'll get shot in yo face
Slide down south hittin' the stanky leg
My Perc taste like Panera bread
Henny taste like banana bread
I'm havin' nightmares, goin' to the feds
She asked for money, and left her on read
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