Drowning In A Drought

[Intro: Chetta]
Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Just let me breath hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Just let me breath hoe

[Verse 1: Chetta]
Bitch give me my pills, and my drank
What the fuck do you think
That i quit? that i changed?
Switching up, switching lanes
Switch blade to your brain, take this kush to my face
Feeling sane, live deranged, feel like jhonny cage
Fuck a deal, im still payed
Fucking on a peel, fuck for some days
Fucking off laced, so stuck in my waves
Fuck it im straight, never need you anyways
Feeling like jugg, if you wanna catch a case
Bullets like phones, they can go both ways
I wanna hear you moan, put the tone to your face
Real hot boy, like a ruth cris plate
Fuck it im hungry and you looking like a steak
Fuck it im horny and you bitch wanna play
Fuck it im tony in this bitch with a okaaay
Fuck what you gotta say, smoke another pound
Blow this gas to my face
Pour another case, just drop another eight
All i do is live, all they do is hate
You are not in the field, we are home playing

[Chorus: Chetta]
Oh you mad cuz we pulling with the pew pew
Oh you mad that we drowning in a drought now?
Stay round you can catch me ten toes down
Stay down you can get hit with the four pounds
I be on the same shit they be talking about
They be on some other shit, they dont come around
Calm down, i ain't one to be played around
Lay it down, leave him six feet to the ground yuh

[Verse 2: Trap $ensei]
Acid under my tounge when im talk to you
I got Acid under my tounge when im talk to you
I dont wanna smoke with you
I dont fuck with you
Oh thats you whole squad with you
They better duck with you
This the type of shit that make you lose your religion
Fuck it the religion, i dont wear true religion
That shit is for the birds i dont feast for the pidgeons
Im shooting to the birds and you hoes are competing
Im ahead of my time like i am trinity shining
Like you dont understand my mind, sensei you trippin
Got tabs of the L, fuck you mean im winning
You can catch that L, if you think im cleaning
Told you this coming, it was already writting
But they ain't see this coming curve boss
Im fishing, since i do the cooking
Gucci do the dishes, can't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen
You looking like a lick that has been doing for a licking
This rappers ain't shit, but the shit that they spittin
You can get smoke like this dope that i am hitting
If you reach to my blade you know that im splitting (Hah?!)

[Chorus: Chetta]
Oh you mad cuz we pulling with the pew pew
Oh you mad that we drowning in a drought now?
Stay round you can catch me ten toes down
Stay down you can get hit with the four pounds
I be on the same shit they be talking about
They be on some other shit, they dont come around
Calm down, i ain't one to be played around
Lay it down, leave him six feet to the ground yuh