Goofy LilCJ Kasino (Ft. Sauce Walka)

[Hook: LilCj Kasino]
Pour up a four in a liter, cop me promethazina
Take the pot treat it like Tina, break the pot whip it Kristina
I used to trap out the Fina now nigga rock out arenas
All these racks on me no Visa, all these straps on me they lethal
Get up and go get to the money don't wait
In stop 6 you gotta stain for a plate
I bet you didn't know I got apes in the A
Sauce fame done took over the state
Try me and shit'll get crucial and you know we don't pop up we pop out with thookas
We ran up them racks but we still will get ruthless
Talkin bout jackin who you a muhfuckin goofy

[Verse 1:LilCj Kasino]
Got too many choppers ain't sparing no robbers you try me you gone be a dead man
You a crumb ass nigga I'm a bread man
Better run shooters aimin at your headband
Still got that work but my lil nigga movin ran off with that pack leave a fuck nigga clueless
Might hit the road and go juugin in Houston
You worrying bout these ho niggas tryna get to it
Never knew chasing that bag made em mad till I ran that shit up and these niggas start hating
But last year I ain't have no where to stay
Trapping them rocks on that block everyday
Now I get blocks and put guap in they face
Fuck nigga play hold the Glock to his face
Took off on niggas we high outer space
Gucci gang got this shit locked like a lace
Young gorilla came straight out the jungle ain't asked no questions ran straight for the hundreds
And we love plex we love to put niggas under
Bullets raining strike a nigga like thunder
Murder worth nigga read about it
This big ol thooka I can't sleep without it
You know I'm quick to send my demons at em
Or up that bitch bring all the G up out him (Kasino!)