Facetime

[Intro]
-lotta, way weirdos around here
Sayda ain't no joke, nigga
I know, I shouldn't ask you to come in either
[?] carjack, she wanna be the boss-

[Chorus: Death Classic]
Smoke a blunt, put it on facetime yeah
Switch up my blade at the same time yeah
I know I can't go and make time yeah
Falling asleep in the daytime yeah
In the whip, we goin' 'cross time yeah
Finna chip, getting a 3.5 yeah
Now [?] smoke like a warcrime yeah
AKs and shotguns we all time yeah
We let off shots and we watch y'all run
Gotta few pots now I'm almost done
I'm doing this shit for money and fun
You know you thinking that you funny, you bum
You know [?] funny, you not
I been up drinking, my liver be hot
That boy he be sprinting right up to the lot
Told him, go link him right up at the spot

[Verse 1: Death Classic]
Tryna go sleep but I'm sick
I found out that you a prick
You tryna go hop on my dick
But I found out you want rick
Don't know which one you gon' pick
Your ass removing I switch
Run up on you, you gon snitch
Cuz I know your ass a bitch
Run up on you, you gon' fold
You ain't got that under control
I bought a zip that I sold
Look at the blunts that I rolled
Your ass ain't even that old
Feelin' like this case closed
This shit is what I hold
Fuck off, you tryna be bold

[Verse 2: OhCris!]
[?] a li' hoe
Fuck on that lil' hoe and then I put my dick in her throat
Smoking on all of that dough
Walk up in your door
Walk up at your show
Keep that fuckin' pole on me I'm never down to [?]
2 Glock [?] 4 5 on me, I point it at your nose (terrorist-)
[?] 4 5 bands on me, I spend it all on chrome
Rocking VETEMENTS, rock expensive clothes
Yeah I got hoes [?]
Can't fuck with you [?] huh
Pouring up some fours huh
Smoking a [?] huh
Keep 4, 5 kilos on me bitch I'm smoking that up with that dope
[?]
Strangle that bitch like my name is Homer Simpson and she Bart
[?]
[?] on me [?]
[?]
You always promise all this shit, but you never fucking show enough
Pheewwww

[Chorus: Death Classic]
Smoke a blunt, put it on facetime yeah
Switch up my blade at the same time yeah
I know I can't go and make time yeah
Falling asleep in the daytime yeah
In the whip, we goin' 'cross time yeah
Finna chip, getting a 3.5 yeah
Now [?] smoke like a warcrime yeah
AKs and shotguns we all time yeah
We let off shots and we watch y'all run
Gotta few pots now I'm almost done
I'm doing this shit for money and fun
You know you thinking that you funny, you bum
You know [?] funny, you not
I been up drinking, my liver be hot
That boy he be sprinting right up to the lot
Told him, go link him right up at the spot