Lets Rock

Lyrics

[Intro] Sizzun, [?] Yeah [Verse 1] Double cup, I pour the blood on the rocks Get chopped like a [?] Pretty Boy Mansion, poor blood in my sprite These niggas know better, I dont got no opps On highway to hell, fuck with 'em, we get high I'm twistin' that cup, she twistin' my locks (Goooo) Demon with stick with a scope and a MAC You kissing that bitch, I just bust in her mouth [?] I feel like I'm [?] off the lot I'm beating the box like I'm beatin' the block I don't understand 'cause [?] much guap They see me [?] I knock off ya top when I pull out the chop I cast a love spell then I flex on my friends Can't beef with these niggas 'cause they got no racks The internet [?] I keep me a stick boy this shit not a game OD'ful thoughts got me goin' insane These bullets is cursed I don't gotta have aim Now he [?], he get cropped out the frame Yeah, bitch You cuffin' that bitch but I know she a fiend I step on a hoe like I step on this beat You know I keep [?] stop trynna be me [?] this chopper, [?] We pop out at night wit them sticks and we creep I hit him with stick and he flew out his sneaks I heard that lil' tape but that shit was so weak You better off buying a feature from me