Drugs

aye ima pop these mf opps like they drugs

u a sweet ass punk, aint a thug

i aint the 1 sellin i need a plug

u a lil ass punk get stepped on like a bug

 

shoot a pussy ass blood in the stomach

bullets flyin u better duck

robbin yo stupid ass for a quick buck

bad bih comin over here she got dick to suck

come to the opps block u got bad luck

 

hoppin out wit a k out the truck

1 shot a bullet get stuck

yo ass limpin dat bullet struck

talkin shi bout bloods ion give a fuck

posted on the block got the glock tucked

try to shoot me but yo aim sucked

try to run away yo ass fucked

ik yo pussy ass aint tryna front

 

got the dope cookin in the basement

leave yo mans ass on the pavement

smokin on yo dead mans on a blunt

try to run up on me thats a fatal stunt

cops tryna get me im on a man hunt

 

u better be distant or things will get violent

i never loved my girl, it was all lust

tryna get a opp lackin is a must

all dis fake luv i cant trust

 

posted in the trap high off angel dust

223s. gon shoot at the engine, make his car bust

bullets gon hit u like a current

dont mess wit me i do it different

 

all dis dope im smoking it

all dis cash im gettin it

all these opps im burying them

pull up to the bank, rob the atm

the way u actin i would think u feminine

poppin pills takin dat medicine

shoot at a goofy opp, killed his lil cousin

223s. gon shoot at his neck, make him lose oxygen

 

u a sweet ass punk aint neva tote a gun

im broken im blood driven

ion even care if i went to prison

lay a goofy opp down, he be sitting

bullets shoot at u make it sting

im a real ass crip i be banging

pull at choppa out have it blasting

i get so much money i can quit rapping

lets get it cuh whats cracking

 

pull up in the whip and get to attacking

all these guns got me packing

all dis money i be stacking

catch a opp on the street he lacking

idk if im a crip or not, whos asking?

all these opps up in here, i be catching

shoot at his tire make his ass get to crashing

his girl im at her house and we smashing

yo goofy ass cant fight, what was dat swing?

 

playin dat crip shi i be bumping

fuck wit us we gon get to jumping

pull out a blade and get to cutting

punch at his lip make it get to busting

lookin for a goofy opp, i be hunting

take all yo shi, u wont have nothing

but dis glock shoot at yo face, thats something

bullets fly at the club, they all get to running

get caught by the police, they aint questioning

his momma son died, the whole family suffering

light up a opp back have it burning

i went to school but i was never learning

i was at the bathroom counting what i was earning

glock get in yo face, let it get to firing

im getting more popular now, im climbing

all dis easy shi i be doin its natural to be rhyming

223s. gon hit u like sum lightning

yo goofy ass diss my homie? oh we fighting

 

big robot cuh