CUSTOMERLIMBO

[Intro]
Look toward the the leader within
Which is another way of saying look toward the God within yourself
For there is a messenger, there is a God
In all of us who speaks to us all the time
Yo-yo, yo, son (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
We back up in the mix, again, kid, you heard? (You heard, nigga?)
Shit (Bones)
Activo
I need the biggest strap, man (With a bigger clip)
'Fore I dump off on these niggas, man, splash (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Ya heard? (Huh, damn)
Yuh, check it
Oh, shit, damn, damn, damn (Damn, damn, damn)
Ayo, son

[Verse]
Everything for grabs, I'm in the lab, splash
Tryna make a sale to get this cash, yo
Little nigga, you get your shit crashed
I hit the hazard, the hammer comin' up out the whip dash, yeah (Brrt)
I spin a bitch around with the gift of gab
Got a cuddy that look like RiFF RAFF
Slackin' on your block, hit a drill, trippin' off a psi' tab
Ayo (Ha), put a beating on the pot 'til my wrist snap
Bust 38 put a hole through your six pack
Gas smoke punchin' my lungs like a right jab shit
Heard your mans got shot and you ain't even get back? Damn (Wow)
One of mines keep in touch, sendin' nicks home in the shit bag (Haha)
Ayo, you get your motherfuckin' whip cracked
Flatline, meet your maker, oh, what a mishap (Damn)
Your bitch body built like a Big Mac, we don't do the sloppy hoes (Ha)
Thought you was a man, you movin' kind of oppy, bro (Fuck happened?)
Red rock, poured an eight of the Wock' slow
I stick a third leg up in the bitch, make her eyes roll (Ha, take that)
A coach pop clit hole (Grrt)
Thirty round mop extendos, fake niggas who break bendos (Ha)
Choppers gon' roll the indo'
Fetty Wap bundles'll have a cuddy doin' the limbo (Limbo)