isle

[Verse 1: yrsci]
Pound a nigga chest like he tribal
He believe in God, we gon’ smack ‘em with a bible
Fuck niggas on my dick sayin’ the same shit; recycled Killing all my foes, nigga I’on got no rivals
Told that bitch “I don’t love you”
Please stop stalkin’
Run up in his crib, I’ma shoot him when he walk in
Nigga you a fan page, no we cannot lock in
You a internet nigga, call my bro he get yo login
Bitch in my crib, she gon’ drop it to the floor
Got a bad stripper bitch and she working on that pole
We was outside for 3 hours, he ain't drop the lo’
Run up with a fuckin’ blade, turn his head into a bowl Caught a fuck nigga lackin’, shot him while he idle
Nigga you my fan, like I know I’m yo idol
Nigga stay up in yo lane, please get up in yo isle
I got no more foes, I be killin’ all my rivals

[Bridge: silica]
Kill ‘em in broad day
Nigga talkin’ down gang
You a lame bitch, you the type of nigga that we hate
So I kill ‘em him in broad day
Nigga talkin’ down gang
You a lame bitch you the type of-
-kill ‘em in broad day (kill ‘em in broad day)
Nigga talkin’ down gang
You a lame bitch, you the type of nigga that we hate

[Verse 2: silica]
Kill ‘em in broad day, nigga talkin’ down on gang
You a lame bitch you the type of nigga that we hate
So I send him to his grave no you niggas cannot hang
Got that nigga on the floor and he leakin’ from his brain

[Verse 3: silica]
Mac-10 rip your fade
Nigga fuck ‘bout what you claim
How your bitch say she love you?
Bitch screaming out my name
Nigga, we are not the same
See it poppin’ out his veins
Niggas hoppin’ out that car make you fly like a plane

[Refrain: silica]
Mac-10 rip your fade
Nigga fuck ‘bout what you claim
How your bitch say she love you?
Bitch screaming out my name
Stupid nigga, not the same
See it poppin’ out his veins
Niggas hoppin’ out that car make you fly like a plane

[Verse 4: silica]
Get my Glock then I shoot nigga
Who the fuck are you?
Yeah she bouncin’ on my dick
Niggas thinkin’ shit is cool
Got this 9 up in my sack
You gon’ end up on a stoop
Nigga how the fuck I end up gettin’ all this money dude?
I guess this what money do
Yeah she want me, but we through
Nigga how the fuck you talkin’ down but you the one to lose
Nigga how the fuck you claimin’ this and that but you smooth?
Nigga had to count up all these big racks, makin’ moves