​hunnid rounds

[Intro]
(Thanks Zuko!)

[Chorus]
I just [?]
Might keep my feet up now
He a broke boy
Whippin' them Kias out now
He want smoke? Okay
Well we might gun that boy down
He want smoke? Okay
Then we gon' spray a hunnid rounds

[Verse]
High as fuck boy, no, you can't say the same
We keep sticks like this shit magic, like my name David Blaine
Control that bitch like an XBOX, if she wanna play games
Shoot shit like a '93, you gon' roll under that paint
Boy I'm blood, you know that we packin'
Just like that EP, bitch, you know that I'm back in action
I got [?] for life boy you'll know that it's my fashion
Boy think he the future 'till they put his ass in past tense
You wan' meet my friend?
Okay introduce you to MAC-10
And no we not cool, no we not niggas, we not dapping
Pass that [?] and now I'm on stage, know they clapping
I sent bro the addy 'cause I knеw nothing would happen
Like a hoe at LaLa, know that choppa gеt to flashing
We don't miss
Got a Glock in my hand and this shit gon' shoot out like an [?] wrist
Fuck them four pourin regularly', I'm addicted to that tris
You go through my discography and you won't find a miss
Yellow diamonds like Caillou, sure them diamonds look like piss
Through the same that go from first grade, that G-Shock on my wrist
Turn a scat pack to a gym, this the way that it's gon' flip
Turn a scat pack to a gymnast the way that it's gon' flip
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I just [?]
Might keep my feet up now
He a broke boy
Whippin' them Kias out now
He want smoke? Okay
Well we might gun that boy down
He want smoke? Okay
Then we gon' spray a hunnid rounds