Lyrics

[INTRO] Oh yeah, man. Fuck dem niggas blood You know what I′m on nigga, dead homies We'll smoke you over the homies, Nigga Fuck you thinkin, Nigga I said Trip, load up them choppas, Nigga I'll smoke ya patna, Nigga Ain′t no need for no doctor, Nigga I'm on him like a helicopter, Nigga [VERSE] I'm trippin' over Bris Betta blow ya bitch a kiss Ya I′ll kill ya over that motha-fuckin diss, Nigga Ten milli I′ll feel him When I catch him, Ima spill him I don′t give two motha-fuckin shits, Nigga I'm on my shit like a fly We shoot suckas till they die Bitch I′m from the south side, it's da click, Nigga Dread locks, head shots, find him with the red dot Fuck the opps, everybody gettin hit, Nigga I′m in love wit my mag, you in love with a fag Fuck around with the Hank and get dragged, Nigga Run up on him close range Bullets rippin' through his brain Fuck еverything you claim, yeah it's sad, Nigga I just blew up likе a bomb Tell yo homie be calm Yeah I used to fuck your Mom, I'm your dad Nigga Rich Nigga but I′m wild I take shots at the crowd Yeah this chop thang loud, that′s a fact Nigga Black hoodie, Black Glock Fold him like a laptop Run up let the Mac pop Bullets hit his ragtop Nigga stop playin' fore I home invade your stash spot Rich ass nigga talkin shit I got cash nah Shining like i'm posed to be Your bitch wanna get close to me Ain't nobody over me The benz look like potpourri Talkin like you crazy Ya I'll pull up and I′ll smoke a knee I don't wear no motha-fuckin mask You niggas know it′s me White bitch super thick Haters on some stupid shit Been had a big bank roll, I ain't new to this Dancin' like I′m crazy But them crackers say this foolishness My dread locks wild Come in foul, we be shootin' shit Stompin in these black j's Modified black k's Betta say your motha-fuckin prayers these your last days Rich niggas doin drive-bys in the Black Range Your house so small, It reminded of my half space I′m Dopa than amphetamines Niggas betta quit testin me Comin at the hank correct That′s what you niggas better be The hand sign I'm throwin up it look just like the letter B Im trippin' on the opps until they take my last breath from me Killin till the death of me Rich Nigga thuggin' I′ll shut you yo pussy ass down with all that fussin Caught him on the side street Shot him and his cousin We be giving all headshots like it's nothin' Banked up for life Shake a sucka like dice Half a million worth of ice I′ll knock out your life Stop playin with these killas Before I come and take your life I'm the freshest Nigga livin' All these haters do is bite Turn left, turn right Skeet skirt, outta sight Rich boy got cheese But I don't fuck around with mice She in love with a pimp I'm in her head like lice White bitch, white Benz Lookin' like a grain a rice I'm in love with killin' opps I can′t sleep without my chops Fuck these niggas, they be cops Bitch I love gettin' guap Headshots body drops Skirt before he drop I was wit your baby mama She was blowin' off my socks (nigga) I'm fresher than a peppermint Got painted like the president Bigger than the elephant Your bitch know that I'm heaven sent Everybody hate on Lavish D cuz they irrelevant She begging for my dick But she keep telling me she celibate