Bull Fighter

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I know you like to dance around Middle finger to the sky You'll never come down And you swear I'm the new heroin And you swear I'm the new heroin [Pre-Chorus] There is no sugar in my blood There is no bitch inside my step I'm as rude as they will come Please don't you fucking forget [Chorus] I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie now I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie now [Verse 2] These horns don't get bloody for no reason 'Tis the season for open season on bitch niggas Ditch diggin', I promise I ain't no bitch nigga Squeeze quicker, my ligaments on a twitch, hittin' Anyone that look at me foreign Four homies in four-doors Semi-automatic weapons hanging out the Window of the bitch Funny we just kids blinded by the shit That make us feel like shit Loading hollow tips into a busted 45 Dare a nigga look me in my eyes [Chorus] I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie now I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie I got that thang on me, I got that weight on me Watch what you say to me now Pistol in face, homie, my niggas stay with me They got them thangs, homie now [Outro] G-r-r-r, that's trump-tight, nigga Yeah, wassup, nigga, ay, nigga You see the rims on it? You see the rims? You see the rims? Them fifteen, twenty-inch spokes, you feel me? Them— them the thangs, mane, you ain't even— Nigga, I got TVs in the car, look, right here Portable, haa, nah mean? Portable, you know, feel me? We got the basket In case a bitch wanna go shopping