EVADNE

[Intro]
Jozie-Jozie what the fuck man?
"Yo VK, go and drop that dope ass shit"
Yo it's lowkey dead
Hahahahaha

[Verse]
I spit a verse, thought it was a drought
Rappin too hot I grew up in the south
Ridin on blades, gold in my mouth
Up in my brain cause this change what I'm bout
I'm bout my fetty, my cheddar, my cheese
Runnin up, I grip beretta my g
He gettin closer his head in my beam
I can't hold back so I let off my piece
Bitch i'm a dog pistol bark when it take aim
Bullet to ear he get cropped like a great dane
Ain't even know me I only use fake names
Gate city god but a reaper like J.K., uh
I put his head on my rims and I drive it around to parade it like mayday, uh
Inflictin suffering on all my enemies my only wish like i'm ray j, uh
Back to the story
Pick up the pistol and blast till its gory
Concrete is bloody, the street is a mess
But i can't lie, it's relievin the stress
I feel alive for a second, then squint
Red and blue lights start to flash and I sprint
I hop a couple fences i'm out
Now I guess all of them know what I'm bout