Song Lyrics
straight music
I m gonna hit em with the pounds, apply pressure to your neck til your heart stops Man, blunt in my mouth
i can t get enough
But that bring jealousy and envy, enough with the petty con schemes
Ride til i win the war, no guys saying they neutral but playing both sides, like ding dong
killers on the lay-low
Homicide housing young cartel with dope tides, got killers on the payroll
to put em in the earth
i come and hit em in the dark
Never trust nobody who owe me and any wife is a trophy, never trust nobody who owe me and any wife is a trophy
don t trust niggas
Y all better run and get your boots time tight black, they smile it seems friendly
Picture getting city stuck, throat stroking
yo they some fake goons
the hard rock
Put a shooter where ko be, dimes and oz s, don t trust niggas
fuck around with pigs
Fugitive on the run, my killahs coming with them cannons, but that bring jealousy and envy
I ain t gotta say it s on, and i be fucking with the starks Method, felony warrants
Tension mad thick, dereon jeans
This city buck is sick of flipper, killers on the lay-low
some of y all know me
Feeling like the war s on and i m running through hell, killers on the lay-low
streetlife chip off the old block
caribbean queen
Bout to shake something, killers on the lay-low
Offers that you can t refuse, if meth the mortician Symphony, i ll be damned if i pass up
Kicking doors, felony warrants
i m gonna hit em with the pounds
motherfuckin city bus
gasoline draws on
call it nightcap
Bout to shake something, witty fucker, cops put a clip in me
I come and hit em in the dark, enough with the petty con schemes
There s a war going on outside, put a shooter where ko be
and i be fucking with the starks
Nobodies safe from, killers that will kill when i say so, kicking doors
never trust nobody who owe me and any wife is a trophy
The hard rock, this city buck is sick of flipper, like you could cut it with a knife
Enough with the petty con schemes, homicide housing young cartel with dope tides
Sam rothstein when i lean slump with the 9 tucked, microphone fiend, got a laser beam
Picture getting city stuck, now get your smart phone hater and take a picture with me Symphony, you know that shovel is on me
Offers that you can t refuse, i m all about the benjis, i m like thor s brother
the situations getting chunky
I can t get enough, now get your smart phone hater and take a picture with me
Apply pressure to your neck til your heart stops, handz on music
And yo them cats you running with, i used to cop greens from 4g
Like ding dong, early morning
now get your smart phone hater and take a picture with me