Pop Em Off Da X

[Verse 1: Heist187]
Choppa [?] it down we don't need a witness
Nigga snitchin I don't fuck with the bitches
Glock 24 with the extension
Pop a xanax then we back on that mission
If you bout it nigga go for them digits
Script a percocets copped from the clinic
Fuck a diss me and my niggas with it
Ridin deep nigga we in the mercury
Off of a beam I am so high like mercury
I get the work I be flippin it certainly
Bust a tool hollows comin out murder scene
Niggas fuck around I play with that pistol
If you pressin nigga let's have a issue
Nigga miss you heard you lack with no pistol
50 cal nigga big like a missile
Too many guns like Army Of Two
20 ounce see a [?] deuce
Fall asleep pillow over the tool
If niggas ready yеah I lay out the rules
187 if thesе niggas be testin
2nd guessin pussy boy you not reppin
Get the check and flip it back in a second
[?] on his head these niggas like breakfast
Niggas [?] from this moment i'm grindin
Tony Hawk lil bitch I be grindin
Kick in door like I be from The Shining
Stop with the bitchin these pussies be whinin
And understand
Niggas like shooters from Taliban
The Glock is my favorite it never jam
Only trustin my self cause I know the plan
Chasin blue strips
Me and yo bitch yeah we head on a trip
She useful when she ridin the dick
Imma goon when I ride with that stick
Top a [?] when i'm servin that piss
These niggas abundance
My heart is a [?]
Oh you lookin for somethin?
Can't pay for your fundins
I smell that you bluffin
You caught in that cuffin
While i'm smokin on doja nigga
What's the war without soilders?
Ridin you compromise
My people multiply
Sick of these bars in my hands feels like dynamite
Shoot a round like i'm Columbine nigga
Gucci on oh he rich and shit?
Fall for scheme when I hit that lick
How you hatin on yo own damn self?
Havin no future no taste for the wealth
Send him down that's all on me
Shit change when you get this cheese
Lord jesus is hell to me
Word on down we make history
Money problems he say he broke
Runners up it's time to leave
Murder case he's on death row
Throw yo life and throw the keys
Sorry mom but I never listen
Deep in the whip yeah we ride expedition
Me and my niggas we back on that mission
Nigga who's trippin?
I cope the piston
I'm in [?]
Hola [?] I shoot at the rover
Niggas diseases like they got ebola
Never will stop nigga till my life over

[Verse 2: Menace]
Ay
We keep [?] even without a chorus
Robbin niggas we gone treat em like tourist
These niggas mad cause they [?]
Flashin Glocks but won't shoot how you scorin
[?] for me pussy come in the mornin
Really just listen
My words be flowin
Don't be the one to talk down [?]
Spyin on em where was you goin?
[?] ain't no opponent
But it's whatever
[?] movin it's clever
[?] in the river
Just a few racks I don't know how you sellin
[?] on my dick cause i'm on a new level
Collectin racks but I rather just [?] em
Ay
She looked in my eyes [?] of the devil
Givin em raw
But I ain't talkin metal
We serve em hard
Money the schedule
Ay
But really we plottin
If you talk up hope you know that we watchin
Hoe
I be that nigga that kick a door
But still be the nigga that split the dough
Run up on me then i'm uppin a pole
Package yo body [?] poles
Why he be cappin he know he a hoe
And my girl at the crib and she ready to blow
Ay
And you and yo niggas some bitches
I can't fuck with niggas they snitchin
No need to reload
All of my niggas on pole when they blow
But ay
FN uppin then yo life we dismiss you
Pop a percy now my life feelin gifted

[Verse 3: Heist187 & Menace]
Fuck yo bitch now she do the dishes
First .48 my niggas with it
All of my niggas be plottin to get it
Check the scope [?] my niggas winnin
[?]
Wait lettin that choppa gone kick in
I got the bitch off of shrooms she high as hell think she went to the moon
M2S nigga that's comin soon
I got guns like they came off of DOOM
Nigga kaboom
7.62's
[?] we comin for you
Nigga kabang
I am insane
Charles Manson take control of yo brain
Air bendin nigga feel like i'm Aang
Naruto demon blood in my veins
[?] with the blade you in pain
Tuck that Beretta I feel like Max Payne
[?]
Too many bitches like Big Daddy Kane
I'm off the [?] fryin yo brain
I'm off the lean pour 4 everyday
Go get a K
Don't run away
Don't hesitate when I come [?] yo face
Bust out yo grave but just open yo safe
I slump that nigga put him in his place
Step out yo lane
This ain't yo game
He on the internet thinkin he gang
Think he a gangster but that nigga lame
Niggas be suckin on the dick for the fame