I SELL

[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Robbed him so quick that he didn't know who to shoot
I move the drugs on the block like a hoolahoop
These Xans is pressed, not even Alprazolam
Niggas with me strapped up, Afghanistan
I robbed the plug but we still cool
I was sellin Xans on the playground in middle school
You sippin green, you ain't high, you dizzy
Ganged a nigga for verse then he gone kill me
My trap boomin', yo' trap seen better days
I'm my own boss, nigga, time for a pay raise
Bitch like a freed slave
Nut on her bitch, it look like mayonaise
Mixin' with me, get you cooked, fuck yo' family man
He cuff a hoes, that boy think he a family man
Want fuck a whole family hit, that's a family plan
These rappers fake hatin', really my greatest fan
Damn, I'm out of Percs again?
Where they at?
My hood fucked up, I rat
When we see these niggas, they be hoppin' fences
That nigga got 50 piece, he work at Wendy's
Collectin the bread in the hood like a reverend
He wanted a quarter, he can get 7
I Schwarzenegger like on The Apprentice
I'm in the bitch mouth like I am a dentist

[Hook: CHRIST DILLINGER & 83HADES]
I sell (crack)
I sell (lean)
I sell (percs)
I sell (xans)
I sell (lean)
I sell (crack)
I sell (guns)
I sell (straps)
I sell (water)
I sell (pack)
I sell (glass)

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
83
Short like she Yoda
If she got a kid then I shoot at the stroller
I'm findin' new ways to get rid of that yola
I bend her right over
AR on my shoulder
No, I'm not a voter
But I'm a gun toter
He turn to blood donor
No, I'm never sober
I'm gettin' much older
But livin' much younger
These rappers be stravin', they dyin' of hunger
If he want the noise, he get clapped with the thunder
Walk in the party, I'm bringin' my FN
Balenciaga's on me, best watch where you steppin'
I got a bitch that go suck on my weapon
These xannies on me, you know them shits pressed in
Beatin' his ass but we ain't playin' Tekken
I towed these guns like illegally
I am the one that they dream to be
I fuck yo' bitch and then put it on DVD
All on my waist is a GG
Not go to New York he still are a lame to me
Not who you motherfuckin' claim to be
Fill up a pool and then drown it in Hennesy
Talkin' bout guns, we got plenty
Stop talkin' bout 'em, I'm a different entity
Hide behind gangs, he don't even tow no glizzy
I poured this lean in my throat and just go dizzy
I'm in this bitch, rollin' dice that's a 450
If you come to me, best come right or you go missin'

[Outro: 83HADES]
Fuck all you dick suckin' ass motherfuckers, man