10 Gallons Isaac Zale (Ft. Mick Jenkins)

[Intro: Mick Jenkins]
And I'm on ten
And I got a ten gallon water for squad
I’m a hit that bitch one more again
And I got tints all on my ride
I ain't ever hiding just plotting on a run away
And I got homies I miss that died
I dont want to feel that shit again
And I hotbox when I'm in my ride
I ain’t ever hiding just
I ain't ever

[Verse 1: Zac Flewids]
Look at how a death affects you
Now I got two straps, ambidextrous
Homie got blew back now I'm next up
Mick and I two step, straightened your chest out
I been inside of the kitchen
I don't need any permission
Unless shawty tryna' get pipe
‘Cause that be my bitches decision
I don't want no Margiela or Balenci's
You could not offend me
You could only push me to the edge and find lead from the end of my 50
Bitch I'm with the wind, see
Pop a motherfucker like Jones no Quincy, ugh
I been on the hunt for the Benjies, bruh
‘Cause every thing that glitter lets me feel it in my soul
Big bro got popped and I pray for his soul
I feel less human when I sit back and morn
But it makes me feel something
I’m little bit torn on the topic
Corn on the cob
When you flow I’m appalled, homie stop it
Apostle of God with a god complex and I know y'all mother fuckers catch these optics
These op-op