PRESIDENT 2

[Intro]
[?] stop playing with these niggas
This that smoke they asking for
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse]
Yeah I pop a whole lot of pills like I'm Lil Xan
Any Glock that was ever put to use, It ain't never jammed
It could've been 20 of them niggas, I ain't never ran
We done put them pounds in the air so they better land
Why you keep on switchin' when you shoot, this the better hand

You ain't never stand over top, watchin' bodies drop
You ain't never apply enough pressure, til' they coppin' out
You know everything I do they dickeat causе I got the clout
I wouldn't see the bitch if she ain't got hеr own fuckin' house
How you talkin' like you slidin, you just run ya' fuckin' mouth
Yo [?] we up on them bodies, you know we ain't runnin' out

You know he ain't never do this and he ain't do that
You all hoppin' out in all black, where his crew at?
Uh, [?] I keep balenci's, keep them killers with me
I could bring up dead homies but they got so many
Why the fuck you got them Dickie's, you ain't got no blick
Why the fuck you showin' me thirty, bitch we got that fifty
I ain't show a lot of bitches, I'm fuckin' with lil' 60

My pants keep droppin' cause the Glock keep piling
I'm a fly young killer, I ain't never need to stop it
And that diss got him shot, he ain't even get acknowledged
I just hit a lick on a bitch
I just hit a stain, with a brand new FN
Press by [?] and they better check him in
I don't know about what they talkin' bout when they said they caught me lackin'
Niggas damn near died the same day, we was in traffic
Walk through my block without permission, that's trespassing
He went behind the beware sign, got turned into ashes

A lot of Glocks, a lot of shots, push-off from the opps
Hit his top, he in the box, get caught without that uh
I don't even drink the wok, but I fuck with the codeine
New addition on the app now he on the [?]
I'm a heart breaker so you better not love me
The only thing I love is Glocks, and blue cheese
I'm tryna creep up on an opp, with a blue beam
We done copped a couple dead bodies at a few scenes

Hold on let's get to it uh
You get caught around me if you ain't thrown off and ruthless
They think that I won't kill a nigga, cause I do this music
Go bet that bag, I'll shoot it
We spin that block, get to it
We bombed up [?]

Shots up, he fallin', pick ya' man the fuck up
They said it's over, he crawling, he got hit the fuck up
They said he shot, he fallin', he can't get the fuck up
They said it's over, he crawling, it's over