Fuck do you mean
Hades out here off of three of the greens
Always poppin' fell in love with the beans
Stop that talkin, pullin' up to the scene
In the coffin, put them down with the beam
Diamonds dancin', that shit got me wet
Kiss of death, bitch, I married the Tec
Ocean, water, had a flood on my neck
And its very scary when I rap
Press the metal all up in his chest
Snap the pussy like I am a vet
You a fake little bitch you won't do what you say
If I pop out, best believe its broadday
I got shooters in your house, put them up where he stay
If he try to act up then we rat in his brains
Knock, knock, in his door and it's Stacy with the MAC
3 shots, spray him down, had the pistol off his back
2 cops pulled up tryna catch me down bad
If he try to up me then he getting whacked
Put a [Glitch Noise] when I hop out the [Glitch Noise]
All for my gang, you can pop like a tag
Hit the pussy, get beat like a fucking fag
Bitch don't trip, bitch you gonna get the whole mag
Know I gotta keep an opp and I won't lack
Pullin up the perc, layin' where the poles at
She gon' run through the squad, bring the hoe back
Ay, None of you bitches gon' fuck
Ay, get the fuck out of my truck
Ay, pull out my bill, getting buff
Ay, ratchet on me you get bumped
Ay, 6 in the chamber, I only need one
How I'm a demon, the Devil my son
They tryna rat me, I send them back, run
Hades out here off of three of the greens
Always poppin' fell in love with the beans
Stop that talkin, pullin' up to the scene
In the coffin, put them down with the beam
Diamonds dancin', that shit got me wet
Kiss of death, bitch, I married the Tec
Ocean, water, had a flood on my neck
And its very scary when I rap
Press the metal all up in his chest
Snap the pussy like I am a vet
You a fake little bitch you won't do what you say
If I pop out, best believe its broadday
I got shooters in your house, put them up where he stay
If he try to act up then we rat in his brains
Knock, knock, in his door and it's Stacy with the MAC
3 shots, spray him down, had the pistol off his back
2 cops pulled up tryna catch me down bad
If he try to up me then he getting whacked
Put a [Glitch Noise] when I hop out the [Glitch Noise]
All for my gang, you can pop like a tag
Hit the pussy, get beat like a fucking fag
Bitch don't trip, bitch you gonna get the whole mag
Know I gotta keep an opp and I won't lack
Pullin up the perc, layin' where the poles at
She gon' run through the squad, bring the hoe back
Ay, None of you bitches gon' fuck
Ay, get the fuck out of my truck
Ay, pull out my bill, getting buff
Ay, ratchet on me you get bumped
Ay, 6 in the chamber, I only need one
How I'm a demon, the Devil my son
They tryna rat me, I send them back, run
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