Yo fried turkey I'm outcha
I'm really outcha
Turkey back game turkey back game
Stretch a four to a nine short a million times
F**k 'em when they check up then go flex on
I'm killin I'm killin
Lead off
Crayola my cars free Lil Boose
Keep the line around the building got me riding around no ceiling
Riding around with no feelings
If you play with me I'm killing
Make me jump out and get silly dump out nine millies
F**k I'm talkin bout we got big tools and the trash bags for the chopper shells
Yeah we ain't missing but we'll leave you missing
You niggas suspect you fit the description
I'm looking for a gutter b***h that can get the prescription
I got them hundred dollar quarters f**k with me
At 20 after 12 You better have your scale
You a p***y
Vagasil massengill
Your baby mama p***y too had that s**t b***h stashing pills
If I wasn't rapping id be trappin with them vacuum seal
Pass it to the passenger for your ass get you some daffodils
Riding two K fourteen five for bout a half a mil
I throw my shows like money off album sales and I don't have a deal
b***h I b***h I grind hard ain't much more to the story
This n***a say I owe him but he couldn't be looking for me
Said f**k riding foreign cause they're soldiers over there warring
Mr president do you at least have some healthcare for me
I pay more taxes than my next door neighbor
He don't get profiled
So I wake up in a Bugatti fell asleep in a dope house
Just coked up and going on for eight years straight
Oh thrills charging twelve to my album brick blade ey
Then I then I dropped my first mixtape
Outer limits prison passin we was clubbing every day
In the projects all day shootin twenty bet whatever
I came a long way glad I got my shit together
b***h I grind hard ain't much more to
The story niggas ain't no killers man)
Y'all niggas ain't no killers man y'all niggas some hoes
You niggas ain't no killers you niggas some hoes
