The Intro

My bitches say I be crushin em, I say I be killin em Them niggas mad I ain't trustin em, them niggas be acting to feminine My girl fat, hair done her back that her ass look like a Caribbean That cat be so wet, that my dick feel like an Amphibian Go ape shit with the banana clip on my momma nigga Im gorillin em And the drum and the simple handgun look just like a damn cinnabun You want war then nigga come get you some, them bullets my niggas be drillin em If you known for havin them drugs then here I come I am cinna mon My new old bitch named Maryan, that bitch gotta son his name Darien Darien got so much water that nigga room look like an aquarium I told Maryan that Im bagging him, she better keep quite librarian Them irons you'll think that I married em, cuz I never leave home without carrying em And blood keep him a pump and niggas already know And I call my trap the bluff, Im the brand new Curtis Snow ? pulled a big pole, that .44 will knock off your nose Damn right your bitch done chose Probably my clothes or this bankroll And these lames dont really bumpski, bag his ass rest in peace humpty dumpty And I been smokin so much ganja, its like rest in peace to my lungses And I fell in love with silencers, cuz every shot it go pew [?] Get them racks up or imma act up cuz this bitch I gotta go boom And this bitch a certified gunka the way she suck it call her vacuum If I got any situations hit Mac Dre cuz shawty kill em Your shawty in love with this 40 cuz my Sonny out like a pilgrim Cuz I smoke like Im a Jamaican, got big guns like a Haitian Got meds like Im Caucasian, got goop like Im from Blue Haven [?] your kidneys in, make your whole goddamn center melt Pour nuggets across his muffin, now his brain look like a cinnamelt If Lincoln a leave him stinkin, now his ass smell like a tuna melt Dump his mother in the river, just like a [?] how them damn tuna felt This 30 will make a nigga shit himself, if he got beef with my niggas he better kill himself All I do is smoke weed I dont do nothing else, my father said "Son, you something else" "Everytime you walk in you got designer belts" Im sorry bob I can't help myself I will fuck your block up, with the Glock up, leave you shot up And them eat some pasta with [?] imposters Your bitch said Im lookin like bag, I said your nigga look like 1 dollar Keep a 9 like a million dollar, turn a rapping nigga into a fossil My choppa go boom-shaka-laka, aye Flock you sick get a doctor On your ass like Im Mr. Crocker, baking cake like Im Betty Crocker No limit like Silk the Shocker, when it come to squezzin this choppa Imma cool ass young wild nigga now all the old heads they look up to me Im plottin on every dealer,so now all the plugs dont fuck with me They be like aye Flock why you skunkin me, thats your fault you shouldn't be trustin me All the wild niggas thats on the hunt with me Gone be the same wild niggas thats gone stunt with me My eyes too red I need some eye drops, 9 to his chest now a nigga heart stop [?] now that nigga lookin like a cyclopes Lil Chris pull up in that Audi, shoot up shit then we outtie Dont worry about if we bought it,should be worried bought gettin bodied I could never sweat no bitch cuz a nigga dont pop no mollies My guns be fully equipped cuz too many niggas plannin to rob me I swear this pump gone rip niggas thats why im in love with my shotty Niggas say they bumpin my shit so get ready for Trilluminati