Bizurk

[Intro]
(Damn K2, this danger—)
Graah
Graah-Graah
Graah-Graah
Graah
Look
(It's Carter Dickhead)

[Chorus]
Signed to the streets, now I'm feeling like Durk
Fuck around put that nigga on a shirt
That booty bouncin' when she twerk
On P's and Q's like Uzi Vert
She text my phone told me she hurt, heartless
I can't give a fuck, I keep a strap like its a harness
Pocket rocket call me Harden
Jah-Jah pop that .30, quick
Choppa spray, like its a garden
Pockets heavy, go bizurk
Kick-kick a Chevy I can't bargain
Night time but that lazer work
Can't cuff no bitch like Gina, Martin
So please don't get me started
Kyle on court, and y'all can't guard him

[Verse 1]
Shorty boogie like he aritst
His mеdulla is my target
Freddy Kruegеr, I'm a monster
She drooling like a faucet
Drip tsunami and she gorgeous
When I'm done I told her dip, she deported
Bullets rip him out his Jordans
Hollows hit do not record it
We no [?] cause this not Portland
When I shoot, I feel like Jordan
He shook, he gon' report it
Wife no bitch that act just like me
Can't become pillow talking
Bullets hit him through his white tee
Catch a stain while he walking

[Verse 2]
Choppa do it just like Nike
Imma party like I'm Miley
But my sitchy I hold tightly
Don't got time for the talking
The opps be cap, they not on offense
And about me they speak highly
Graah, Graah, Graah, Graah, Graah
I see red, I be on go
Wipe ya' nose I'm moving slimey
Chain look [?] on his throat
And like a grinch I'm moving grimey
And they move like they in fear
I-I know, I'm a factor
Shorty keep playin' in my hair, I told her, "I'm a rapper," graah

[Chorus]
Signed to the streets, now I'm feeling like Durk
Fuck around put that nigga on a shirt
That booty bouncin' when she twerk
On P's and Q's like Uzi Vert
She text my phone told me she hurt, heartless
I can't give a fuck, I keep a strap like its a harness
Pocket rocket call me Harden
Jah-Jah pop that .30, quick
Choppa spray, like its a garden
Pockets heavy, go bizurk
Kick-kick a chevy I can't bargain
Night time but that lazer work
Can't cuff no bitch like Gina, Martin
So please don't get me started
Kyle on court, and y'all can't guard him