Lost & Sherm’ed Out

[Chorus]
Lost & sherm'ed out, triple gold Dan's on the coupe
Lost & sherm'ed out, TEC-9 on my lap in a khaki suit
Lost & sherm'ed out, if life was a drug I'd pay the loot
Lost & sherm'ed out, and when the shit kicks off I'm the first to shoot
F for death, oh

[MAC-11]
I seem lost & sherm'ed out without a motherfucking doubt
But in the right state of the mind to take the motherfucking trash out
The trash is my enemy
See I don't give no passes, I don't care if you came to me
Cuz, this rap is your warning
I creep when you're yawning
Or when you're fuckin' your bitch at 3 o'clock in the mornin'
Squeeze a Sherman then I squeeze the trigger
Break outta handcuffs
And take the life from a nigga
Climb up to the top of the roof
Sit on the edge and talk shit and jump
'Cause my heart is pumpin' sherm juice
I thought they knew that I was hazardous
Watch me move like Steve Austin
And talk slower than a bastard
Huh, it's gettin' kinda hot
I'm comin' outta all my clothes
Scarin' the fuck outta hoes
And no matter how high I get
Don't try to play me 'cause you get played like the O'Jays when I'm fuckin' your bitch

[Chorus]
Lost & sherm'ed out, better have that bitch so damn smooth
Lost & sherm'ed out, I treat hoes like cats and kick 'em on the roof
Lost & sherm'ed out, roll up the bud and dip it in the juice
Lost & sherm'ed out, and when you hit it you would swear you were bulletproof
Lost & sherm'ed out

[MAC-11]
I-I baptize motherfuckers in gasoline
Let 'em fly off the loop
And blow they wig like Don King
Then peel they motherfuckin' skin back
Bury they asses off
And have 'em burnin' like a hoodrat
Nigga, next is the cyanide
See it's the quiet to murderer
Shoot 'em up, fuck a TEC-9
I tie your ass to a glasshouse
Let the ass down
And drag your ass to your baby mama house
Somebody's who be found chopped in pieces
Kill up, brothers and sisters, cousins, friends and nieces
Grandpops, moms, uncles they asses gotta go
So when I say: fuck it, pullin' the plug, gotta advise you to hit the floor
We ain't trippin' on dyin'
'Cause we already dead
Fool every soul that you see
Take up out of they forehead
And make 'em one of us don't no lives, get spared
Niggas is braggin' to hit to the wack
But, fool, I don't care!

[Chorus]
Lost & sherm'ed out, triple gold Dan's on the coupe
Lost & sherm'ed out, TEC-9 on my lap and a khaki suit
Lost & sherm'ed out, if life was a drug I'd pay the loot
Lost & sherm'ed out, and when the shit kicks off I'm the first to shoot
I was lost & sherm'ed out

[MAC-11]
Now I'm in the county
Looking at the walls
Playin' with my balls
Washin' out my drawers
Thinking about this damn situation that I'm in
Never did a nigga think he'll make it to the pen
Hoes that left me
Got a nigga sad
Times got me stressin' reminiscin' about the hoes I had
But I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm shorter than a coffee table
I got a buck and some change left so a nigga see? 'em? able
Diggin' some knowledge from the OG's
Nigga straight ballin', sellin' chicken, birds and ki's
Gangstas on lockdown
With the hour of rat?
And the cops treat a nigga with no kind of respect
No phone calls, I wish I can leave
They kickin' me to the side like a hard piece of, cheese
I'm kinda fucked up in my head
And Freeway Freddy run out of my room with my last piece of bread

[Chorus]
Lost & sherm'ed out, triple gold Dan's on the coupe
Lost & sherm'ed out, TEC-9 on my lap in a khaki suit
Lost & sherm'ed out, if life was a drug I'd pay the loot
Lost & sherm'ed out, and when the shit kicks off I'm the first to shoot