LIV3 Dom Corleo

[Intro]
I just wanna know, I just wanna know
I just wanna know, I just wanna know (Okay, okay)
I just wanna know, I just wanna know
I just wanna know, I just wanna know (Okay)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m livin’ what I rap, and you know that’s a fact
Playin’ with the fuckin’ kid, gon’ get you shot down in the back
And if he wanna come and play, put some money on his head, get him tapped
Hit him with a Kar, double tap
And I’m tapped in off the map
Yes, I’m tapped in outta’ state
Got a shooter, he up out the country
Got a switch on me in the function
All my guns from .onion
Glock play with the pussy and fuck it
With a middle finger, I’ma fuck it
With a trigger finger, that’s a bucket
Choppa singin’ like the twelve, lucky

[Verse]
Bitch I do this shit all on my own
I’on need no motherfuckin’ help
I just heard they want me on a song
Got the label askin’ me for help
Make the label take you off the shelf
‘Cause I heard they put you in the casket
And you know that I ain’t finna crack it
Let me give you the rizz and I’m braggin’, yeah
Yeah, I got the fuckin’ money on me, make the models come in by the bunch, damn
Yeah, I got a fuckin’ model on me, and I think she really tryna’ fuck, yes
Yes, I got a fuckin’ G-I-N-S-E-N gun, bitch
And I’m feelin’ like the GI of the military when I crunch