[Intro]
Imdead
[Verse 1]
Bitch I'm-Bitch I'm 'bout my business, 'bout my money, 'bout that check
Put a drum up in this bitch, that's 50 in my tax
Call my crash dummy, it's gon' be a fuckin wreck
Smokin on this [?], I can feel it in my neck
Bitch, I got this drake, I got that [?], I got that fllraahh
If I see a opp, I [?] the drum, I shoot the fllraahh
Smoke up in the air, I smell the lead, I smell the fllraahh
Pull up to his block all you hear is "fllraahh fllraahh fllraahh'
[Hook]
Run-Run that boy down, that boy is a dead man
I love smokin' gas, smokin' on a dead man
I got hella rounds, somethin' like the lead man
I got hella guns, somethin' like the bread man
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I lost my mind, I lost my brother, so I spaz out
It-It-It can be the smallest shit that make me wanna crash out
Cra-Crash out, dash out
Bi-Bitch, I'm from the damn south
Ca-Call up CYT, he got the gas that make you pass out
Why you tryna tell mе how to sell my own shit?
You ain't even know but I ran off with yo' zip
You is hеlla goofy, toted a gun without a clip
What you gonna do when I let this choppa rip?
What you gonna do when I run off with yo' pack?
You-You-You-You know where I stay, better come and get it back
You know-You know what I drive, I be posted in a scat
You ain't got the balls, i'ma snake and you's a rat
[Outro]
Bitch I'm-Bitch I'm 'bout my business, 'bout my money, 'bout that check
Put a drum up in this bitch, that's 50 in my tax
Call my crash dummy, it's gon' be a fuckin wreck
Smokin on this [?], I can feel it in my neck
Bitch, I got this drake, I got that [?], I got that fllraahh
If I see a opp, I [?] the drum, I shoot the fllraahh
Smoke up in the air, I smell the lead, I smell the fllraahh
Pull up to his block all you hear is "fllraahh fllraahh fllraahh'
Run-Run that boy down, that boy is a dead man
I love smokin' gas, smokin' on a dead man
I got hella rounds, somethin' like the lead man
I got hella guns, somethin' like the bread man