Ozone

[Verse 1: Phreyla]
Okay let's go, we fight with no morals
I'm in with your hoe, she tryn—tryna give me oral
Cliqued up with the bros, smoking gas, we smoking ozone
Pouring in the foam, bitch I'm high, this shit is normal (You wouldn't understand)
I'ma pull up with a blade, this shit sharp, look at the point
It's gon' cut a motherfucker, I said I'm in love with gore
Always keep it tucked that's why I'm tatted with a sword (CR3SCENT)
Bitch it's Cr3scent we gon' leave you leaking on the floor (Okay let's go)
We fight with no morals
I'm in with your hoe she tryn—tryna give me orals
Cliqued up with the bros, smoking gas, we smoking ozone
Pouring in the foam, bitch I'm high, this shit is normal

[Verse 2: prkr blu]
On this shit with Phreyla, yeah we stacking up the bucks
Diamonds dancing on my neck, I might just fu-fu-fucking choke
Got this nosebleed, and it's all because I'm doing all this coke
I got a body in the forest, yeah, we never let it show
Twenty on my hip, yeah, I'ma let that fucker slide
Sparks just on my gun, it's going up, fourth of July
Why are you so damn complicated? [?]
We didn't have to leave the market, [?] bag
My pockets fat like Peter Griffin
Money standing 'til I'm famous
Hit that bitch on bank statements
That bitch gotta owe me payment
Yeah, she hating me and asking what I wanna do
Sorry, bitch, I cannot hang with you, I'm rolling with the crew

[Verse 3: J4nuxry]
[?] yeah, I'm smoking gas
I'm smoking pressure
I do this shit for pleasure
Think I gotta cut my tether
From the heart and aim each other
Check it through, I do it better
Yeah, now I do it better
Now I dream about you in my sleep, sleep, sleep
Way I do this shit, you think that I'm a veteran

[Verse 4: pk]
I—I—I've been wracking all the day like I just went to the formal
That bitch said she hate me, said she wish that I was normal
Yeah, you thought that he invincible, we turned him to a mortal
Okay, we gon' get it poppin' in this bitch just like I'm Orville
Fuck it, I got a Glock up in my locker, let it blast, bitch
She said I'm a dog, but I was smokin' on that cat piss
Okay, I just made a band and went and blew it up a sec
Yeah, my choppa do gymnastics, motherfuckers doin' backflips
We been getting up, got some racks, we spending now
D-boy did the same, interchange just like a synonym
Put it in her throat, make her cough just like it's cinnamon
Pull up in that Rolls, I been rolling off that Ritalin

[Verse 5: Sxulz]
Li-like can you see, I got three bullets in a piece
C3 on my team, that's the centerpiece
Enemies all up in my DM, they won't let me be
Let me bleed, honestly I don't have any energy
Can't believe we broke up, think it's for the best though (No)
This ain't a joke bro, I need to let go (Let go)
Damn I think that I'm the one, I think I'm special (Special)
She think she's an angel, but that bitch is a devil (Damn, damn)
Damn I get my points up
I'ma hit another level, I don't got no choice bro
C3 we the fuckin' rebels, you know we destroy stuff
The way I heal these motherfuckers up, I feel like Moira

[Verse 6: eleventhirteen]
Yeah, the choppa on my hip just like it's normal
In this bitch with Cr3scent, and I'm smoking on some floral
My bitch, she give me oral
[?] bitch, [?] lower for her
Nah, I ain't got no morals
Fuck you and your mama, boy, I been gettin' cash
Counting racks, in this shit, [?], flexing with some [?]
On my hands but I'm going fast and hit it
Diamonds shining on my neck while I smoke it to rest it, yeah
This shit [?], but we just [?] like a can of

[Verse 7: PermaFrost]
No I'm not well known
Smoking THC, I'm higher than the ozone
All these racks on me, I've really been in my zone
Get the fuck, I'mma fix 'em and break your jawbone
I—I—I—I—I've been working on the clock
Don't cross the finish, it gets blocked
He don't wanna see my Glock
'Cause if he does I'll leave his body in a box
B—b—b—b—b—b—bitch, I think you're fooling yourself
Always smoking the loud, don't give a fuck if that shit smells
If we fight it's one and one, I don't think that I'm done
Yeah, bitch I been on the come up

[Verse 8: dooozii]
Okay like hi (Hi)
I'm your worst nightmare, like Freddy, I'm gon' make you scream
I'm lurking in the shadows in the dark parts of your dreams
Keep a light mag on my side, I got it on me
You know it's dooozii with the strap with One Man Army
Like, how your best friends with your ex like he won't bite
(Heavy) Heavyweight champion, but I keep it light
Cameras on, yeah, I'll kill you out of spite
Tell your family that you love 'em till you— (die)

[Verse 9: roeeee]
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
I don't talk a lot, too much on my fuckin' plate
He gon' run his mouth, I don't care what he say
This shit nuclear, like it's doomsday
I've been in my head, I've been out my mind (Mi—mi—mind)
I feel like I can't take time
Pull a gun, and I'ma take your life (Li—li—life)
I've been playing Duck Hunt with my rifle

[Verse 10: riv]
Bitch, I'm high as a [?]
Talkin' hella shit, I might just put you in a hearse
Fuck you talkin' hella shit, I might just put you in my purse
Talkin' hella fucking shit, I'ma just fill you up with dirt
Told him stop it, I don't wanna keep on talking
[?] on my hip, I'm gonna end up poppin'
And you fucked up all my friends, I know you pocket watching
Fucking pocket watching as a snitch
Talkin' hella shit, but you just fed up with a bitch
With my homies, with the clique

[Verse 11: rans0m]
Run it up, we-we-we catch you in public, get the money bro
I'm in first place, yeah, you a runner up
I get fat bags if I count my hundreds up
Off a X, moving, slow
Send a text, going, ghost
Going crazy in that [boat?]
Play it safe, yeah, we gon' find out where you at
Heard he talking tough, yeah, we gon' find out if it's cap

[Verse 12: kitz]
Yankee Doodle, I be posted in your town
Ra—ramen noodles every day, you get them pounds (Fat fuck)
Where's your flow, in the lost and found
Worth—worth a Boogie, how does that still make me drown?
I—I—I be stacking all this guap for the one time
I be throwing out the bread like a lunch line (No)
When I'm done with all the numbers, it be crunch time
I know you like me for my dollars, and you want mine (Want mine)
Keep it up, stealing all my beats, best believe we gon' beat you up
Bullets get to baking like it's muffins
We gon' heat you up
Running on these tracks in these beats with no sneakers on
When they play your music best believe they turn the speakers off
(You suck)