POISON NOISE

I'm hearing noises
Lapsing out my judgements and I'm
Sipping on the poison
Bitter as it gets I fucking live up to my choices
Dont care what I effect cuz It's already fucking pointless
Angel on my shoulder I ain't listen to the voices

Swing my shit it's vicious then I'm dipping from right out the light
It's best to mind your business Smoking shit thats got me outta sight
Flame from out the barrel duck down bitch we going feral
My goons pop out right up near you
Better duck bitch
I fucking dare you

You ain't wanted
Say he got a stick but he ain't ever gonna bust it
Wait around like junkies but you never gеtting nothing
Money In my pocket from the dirt up in my clutchеs
All these tracks you botting bitch don't think that you are something

What you want boy
Pussy what you want boy?
Pull up witta guage
And im Laying on the pump boy
Bring a fucking body bag because your getting Snuffed boy
Racing to a heart attack you bitches getting cut boy

And Don't you fuck with my bag
You might get puffed like a pack
We take a lot from the cut
You end up stuffed in a bag

Okay this bih wan the love
But I just get up the racks
Boy finna slip on the gloves
And get a grip on the mag

Hoe jus slow down
Low down
All this bih jus playing dum
Oh wow
Swinging on it
Only leaving papercuts
So wild
Throat down
Bussin on her face and cunt
Shorty give it up to me cuz she kno that I be making funds