Lethal Weapon (Intro)

[Verse]
I feel just like Boosie boo
Whole cup full of Beetlejuice
Couldn't drink my own problems if I wanted to
The shit gon' have to be a million proof
Hit a lick, jump back in my coupe
The weed don't work, that's when I boot
Paranoid don't trust nobody in my loop
Clown ass nigga wanna do what I do
Load the glick, strap, unless you boost
I know they against me working in cahoots
In the kitchen beat the shit outta deuce
I don't fuck with these niggas I don't even trust the deuce
Laying on the floor, staring at the roof
Percocets floating all in my juice
When BK died he left me the juice
You ridе for me like I ride for you
Up thе glick fast as fuck and shoot
Only feel normal when I'm on the boot
Flyer than a fuck like a parachute
Me and my bitch pull up pair of coupes
You up that glick, you better do it
My bitch real life she don't fuck with Hoovers
I knew you was pussy I took you from it
And I charged you extra to cook it for you
You play with my money, I ain't going looking
Slitherman, jump out your side bitch bushes
Real trap nigga I ain't with the bullshit
Mama ain't have it so I started juugin'
Turned out the way mama prayed I wouldn't
In these streets learned bout every lesson
Shit go left any given second
Everyday feel like BK leave a message
Told my mama you can stop stressing
Stick my wrist in the bowl and I scrape all the extra
Aunty said Papi you special
8th in a 15, give her a special
Glock-19 not a .38 Special
Spin the block by myself I do not need a helper
These 5.56's I'm knowing he felt 'em
These 5.56's they hit him and melt 'em
Come correct to the trap 'fore you leave in a stretcher
Most niggas gon' fold when they under the pressure
Don't fuck with these niggas they move like detectives
I up that bitch and shoot wherever
Pop me a perc when I'm under the weather
20 minutes later I'm feeling lil better
I thought BK ah never leave
Mama told me don't you ever say never
Shoulda seen unc face first time he smelled it
First he thought I couldn't catch it
Way I work my wrist I deserve a medal
Even cook the residue stuck to my bezel
I do what I want, these niggas jealous
I'm a boss by nature, I can't help it
If you see me fall don't try to catch me
Imma land on my feet, Papi Lucky Lefty
Come home late night throw my glick on the dresser
My bitch jump up just to undress me
When I'm out in the field she know not to stress me
I wish a nigga would try and test me
5.56 knock out your intestine
5.56 chop like machetes
5.56 clear your whole section
I'm the real Danny Glover with a Lethal Weapon