RUCKUS

[Verse 1]
Walk around the block, them bitches, ready to get bucked
Trigger finger itchin', you might end up gettin shot
Choppa loaded up. I'm gonna take it for a walk
Used to be the laughing stock, now they ridin my cock

Ten toes down to the concrete if walkin like a zombie
Gonna let the hounds feast on yo' body, if you try me
I be in the backseat, never fucking cross me
Outside smokin indo like motherfuckin' junkie

When I see you, Its on sight, leave them bodies out to dry
Switchin lanes up in this game, 'cause i got millions on my mind
I'm in the parkin' lot, I'm smokin' on some shit you’ll never try
If they wanna fuck with me they'll, neet the sharp side of my knife

Yeah, I keep my blade tucked, yeah, I'm boutta spark up
Rollin' up my wood, lay back and I turn to a rasta
Yeah ,you know i slaughter, thorw you in the gutter
White T on him, Paint it red like its a fuckin canvas

[Verse 2]
Ain't no way, I swing my blade
Got pretty chains, hang from my neck, I'm in the game
My KDA so fine, I bet, they envy me
And now they wanna see me dead up in a grave
They can't be saved
Got the best weed? I can 10 fold that
You are gonna get hit with a baseball bat
Don't stab me in the back I ain't fond of that
I'ma hit 'em so hard like a heart attack
I'm gonna run it back, a thousand laps
I'm smokin' up my wood till my lungs collapse
I'ma get my guap, that shit ain't taxed
And they wanna catch my ass, but I can't be tracked
All my goons in the back, they watchin'
Chillin' around with the devil puffin'
I'm in the cut, with yo' bitch, what's poppin'?
We gonna put them inside a coffin
More you fuck around the more you'll find out
Got it on lock, bitch, never going down
Gotta get my bag, I ain't here to fuck around
I don' fuck w most of y'all 'cause y'all can't get my sound
I don't take disrespect put my blade right trough yo 'neck
Shove him down, in a bag, fuck yo crew, 'cause you ain't gang
On the hunt, in the streets, stayin' low 'cause we discrete
Never fuck, with my team or we put you six feet deep