Oblivion

Yeah...yeah...yeah Yeah...yeah so Headshots nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Straight up out the lion's den, he is I and I am him Overdosing daily, when the fuck I'm gon' die again Name a nigga dead I'm flyer than Doing your set, run and get wet Hz the clique and my nigga we all at your neck Fuck all the cops, fuck all the ops Nigga we sit at the top Lit up the pot, count the gwap Cherry red beamer the drop She keep on fucking with that powder her nose full of snot We take your place, me and my niggas eat like it or not [Verse 2] I wrote this shit here in Cobain's garage With a gauge sitting next to me Got a spanish Courtney Love on X Tryna to have sex with me, it's what I created Jaded off the fame, you know my fucking name Flipping oxycotin, when you hit your crack phase Go to your hood and flex on you like the smack days I catch these rappers at Starbucks, spit in they frappe Pussy Go, go This blunt is smelling like (dead body) Try me Tough guys they just turn into robberies I'm God, body like John Gotti Rolling with the mob, yeah Get yapping tell that nigga pop off, pussy [Outro x2] This blunt is smelling like Dead body Smelling like Dead body Smelling like Dead body