U GOTTA GO RIGHT NOW

[FROOT] SITTIN' ON A CLOUD ALL DAY AND I'M BLAZIN' PUFFIN' ON THAT LOUD DAMN RIGHT IT'S AMAZIN' GOT YO BITCH AROUSED ON MY BED SHE'S LAYIN' CAN YOU HEAR THAT SOUND? YEAH MY DICK SHE'S TAKIN' BOY FROOT COMES AROUND AND BULLETS GET TO GRAZIN' TAKIN' OUT THE CROWD NOW THE COPS GET TO CHASIN' GOIN' ALL OUT, IT'S AN ACT OF DESPERATION NOW THEY SURROUND, TEN TO LIFE THAT I'M FACIN' GUCCI TAGS AND GOLD CHAINS AND APES THAT A BATHIN' BLOODY RAGS AND BODY BAGS, CALL ME FUCKIN' JASON WITH THE MACHETE I AM GONNA CARVE YOUR FACE IN TAKE YOU TO THE LEVY NOW YOUR HEART GET TO RACIN' YOU BASIC, SO FACE IT, NEVER MAKE IT, YOU FAKE SHIT I'M BLASTIN' OFF TO MARS IN MY MOTHERFUCKING SPACESHIP SHOOTIN' FOR THE STARS, I'M THE GOD THAT YOU PRAISIN' I'M HOPPIN' TO THE BARS ONLY FOR THIS OCCASSION [HOOKX2] U GOTTA GO, GOTTA GO, GOTTA GO RIGHT NOW WHEN YOU HEAR THE SOUND OF MY GUN U BETTER RUN, BETTER RUN, BETTER RUN YOU HOPE I CAN'T FIND YOU BUT I KNOW THAT YOU'RE DONE [BRAT KING NICOTINE LATINO] Saiyanara ain't tryna find ya Can't get close to vercaci aura Your peen look like mamishiba Tryin to get brat king and boy froot actina Fool You gotta go so start running Call me walking dead cause i got hoes turning What's that smell? shit you burning That's okay cuz i ain't fazing This beer got me buzzing Mighty number wine got me feelin fine Hop hop hop from time to time Third eye on my forehead On my mind Nother beer for breakfast it's how i dine Third eye on my forehead On my mind Go ahead rewind Go ahead rewind You know i got that killer instinct Gold cartridge you know we is sick Never take shit Never be shit Tell me we ain't gunna be shit I'ma show you shit Be wit it, be wit it [HOOKX2]