MUSTARD GAS

[Chorus]
I got a choppa, it came with a sword, a katana
Strong enough to slice a bullet in half
I'm smoking on French's while sipping on Promethazine
And I'm puffing on mustard, that gas
My bitch was choosing, I told her it's fuck her no matter what, 'cuz I'm persistently thumbing through cash
That ho a groupie, she hit the whole team but she calling 'bout sum she want my thumb in her ass
Take all that nigga bread, I could live off it
Invicta with the Bulova, it's tick-tockin'
I be around bitches more than I do my homies
I got my priorities set, I can't be 'round a bitch often

[Verse 1}
I'm OTB, boy, that's only the best around me, boy
And only my family, nigga
He think he Superman, he swеar to God that he bulletproof
So I'm hastily blammin' the nigga
Wе was in public so I couldn't up it or I'd get caught up in a calamity, nigga
He could be up in popularity, but he not higher than me financially, nigga
Ayy, ayy, and brodie don't get no loot
I heard she a smooch, so I could gave her the boot
He all on my dick, I swear he a fruit
I got a ho, she gon blow like a flute
I feel like Luka, niggas lay when I shoot
I can't focus on that bitch, she on mute, like

[Chorus]
I got a choppa, it came with a sword, a katana
Strong enough to slice a bullet in half
I'm smoking on French's while sipping on Promethazine
And I'm puffing on mustard, that gas
My bitch was choosing, I told her it's fuck her no matter what, 'cuz I'm persistently thumbing through cash
That ho a groupie, she hit the whole team but she calling 'bout sum she want my thumb in her ass
Take all that nigga bread, I could live off it
Invicta with the Bulova, it's tick-tockin'
I be around bitches more than I do my homies
I got my priorities set, I can't be 'round a bitch often

[Verse 2]
You thought I was feeling you?
Bitch, you be trippin'
I feel like Eem, my pockets triplin'
I knock him off, then I'm dipping
Only The Best, cuz' bitch I'm him
You wanna ride with me, you gotta chip in
I'm all inside of her, she like "Oh, yeah"
Her nigga came home, she like "Oh, no"
She kicked me out, he kicked that door down
I feel like Sosa how I'm swangin' that pole
She a ho now, my Glock 19 shoot with no sound
I'ma just keep switchin' my flow

[Chorus]
I got a choppa, it came with a sword, a katana
Strong enough to slice a bullet in half
I'm smoking on French's while sipping on Promethazine
And I'm puffing on mustard, that gas
My bitch was choosing, I told her it's fuck her no matter what, 'cuz I'm persistently thumbing through cash
That ho a groupie, she hit the whole team but she calling 'bout sum she want my thumb in her ass
Take all that nigga bread, I could live off it
Invicta with the Bulova, it's tick-tockin'
I be around bitches more than I do my homies
I got my priorities set, I can't be 'round a bitch often