Fire in the Booth, Pt. 1 Haiti Babii & Charlie Sloth

[Intro]
Now it's time to rumble (Woo, woo)
I'm gonna take this lonely road (Yeah)
You ready for this West Coast shit? (Let's get it my guy)
Watch this

[Verse 1: Haiti Babii]
As I creep slow through your window
7.62, baow, nigga, get low
I pop shells like oysters
Separate your top from your head, leave a hole in your dreads
Dear God, I'm legally blind, I see through the sky
End of a .40, a blink of an eye, you wink, you die
Fuck niggas always runnin' their lips
I'm pullin' up with a bundle with dicks
I mean a bundle with sticks
That come with tits, attachments switch
That go "click-click" when you cock that bitch
Yeah, sound good

[Chorus: Haiti Babii]
If you ever have another chance to get your family out the hood
What would you tell 'em?
Would you tell about the time you killed a man? Nope
How would they feel?