[Intro]
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm aboutta cause a fallout (XEROGI)
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, .40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running outta opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout
[Chorus]
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm aboutta cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running outta opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out thе dungeon, to the top, we nеver stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout
[Verse]
Yuh, big body foreign, windows tinted for the sun (XEROGI)
Forty on the block, I'm walking Glocky in the trunks
Coming up out the bottom, now we steady up the funds
All these artists on my dick been heavy looking like my sons
Hate me, I'on hate it, but they say I'm going dumb with it
Talking on the gang then 40 taking out they tongues
Hitting 'em with the laser, keep a switch up on the gun
Catch 'em running out the back, I'm in the attic like the grudge
Ayy
Pop out with the gang to your whereabouts, I'm coming out the muhfuckin' mud, bitch, I pull up to the cut
I've got lots of ghosts in the coffin, Witchy itching, I got spiders in my blood, bitch
Hit 'em with a drum clip, bullets through his lungs
Choppa get to talking, hallows knocking out his guts
Get back, let it bang on 'em, smoking opposition Backwoods, forty roll up, leave 'em looking like a Dutch
Cock back, take his name, I'm gon' leave 'em on the run from the Witch, I'm a bad muhfucka, I'm a God in this bitch
Glock with a stick turn your block into Swiss, you a pussy, hit the coffin, send a shot through his ribs
Talking like they with it, now they barking like a bitch, boy
Artists acting faker than the gold up on they neck
Pull up to your city with a vest, looking like a vet, heard he coming to my spot, that's a bet
Aight
Pull-up hit 'em with the Molly, now his nose drips
I've been summoned from the bottom where the ghost lives
All these rappers acting pussy, on they ho shit
Stand up in the way, on the gang, leave 'em hopeless
See his addy when it drops, I'ma close-in, two twin Glocks spin the block, never noticed
Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken, talking on my name, forty bringing all the smoke in
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm aboutta cause a fallout (XEROGI)
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, .40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running outta opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout
[Chorus]
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm aboutta cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up in his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running outta opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out thе dungeon, to the top, we nеver stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot, getting money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout
[Verse]
Yuh, big body foreign, windows tinted for the sun (XEROGI)
Forty on the block, I'm walking Glocky in the trunks
Coming up out the bottom, now we steady up the funds
All these artists on my dick been heavy looking like my sons
Hate me, I'on hate it, but they say I'm going dumb with it
Talking on the gang then 40 taking out they tongues
Hitting 'em with the laser, keep a switch up on the gun
Catch 'em running out the back, I'm in the attic like the grudge
Ayy
Pop out with the gang to your whereabouts, I'm coming out the muhfuckin' mud, bitch, I pull up to the cut
I've got lots of ghosts in the coffin, Witchy itching, I got spiders in my blood, bitch
Hit 'em with a drum clip, bullets through his lungs
Choppa get to talking, hallows knocking out his guts
Get back, let it bang on 'em, smoking opposition Backwoods, forty roll up, leave 'em looking like a Dutch
Cock back, take his name, I'm gon' leave 'em on the run from the Witch, I'm a bad muhfucka, I'm a God in this bitch
Glock with a stick turn your block into Swiss, you a pussy, hit the coffin, send a shot through his ribs
Talking like they with it, now they barking like a bitch, boy
Artists acting faker than the gold up on they neck
Pull up to your city with a vest, looking like a vet, heard he coming to my spot, that's a bet
Aight
Pull-up hit 'em with the Molly, now his nose drips
I've been summoned from the bottom where the ghost lives
All these rappers acting pussy, on they ho shit
Stand up in the way, on the gang, leave 'em hopeless
See his addy when it drops, I'ma close-in, two twin Glocks spin the block, never noticed
Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken, talking on my name, forty bringing all the smoke in
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