Scene Smasher

[Verse]
That big 4, big 5 and that double bang
And 25 bags ain't fittin' in no rubber bands
My tings straight, slams kick back, break hands
And leave your main man up the road from his Ray Bans
It's like I've been jail twice, I'm still not learnin'
I treat the gun like a bitch til' it stops workin'
Turn a nigga vampire, daytime burnin'
And yeah I know I'm on a hype but same time...
First it was petty crime, robberies anytime
Started gettin' box in, nigga fuck a country line
You're talkin' guns when there's hollow tips up your mind
They think I'm talkin' bout the past like I'm stuck in time
But nuttin's changed, still got clips pushed in 9's
And still beefin' with the other side, mothers life
Know anytime I see feds, I get butterflies
Cause' I'm fresh home, your nigga just done a 5
I licked him once but that pussy just wouldn't die
Now he's in pen, talkin' like he's turnt certified
They say I'm washed up, they say I'm not fog
But just know I got possession and it's not drugs
So if you violate then catch you on the rebound
Beg you ask them dons that I shot if I've been down
And ask the girls that I fucked if I go hard
I probably didn't even fuck, just got blows darg
Cause' all my niggas get down, no depression
So if you come around twelve, you better hold a weapon
Cause' I got brothers that'll flip off the [?] session
Right now standin' with the 9, holdin' 7
The only time you see shells is if you go to Devon
What, are you on this or not? That's a simple question
He's growin' up around ere', he better learn a lesson
Niggas don't get rich quick, it's all progression
And if I try tell you different, don't listen
And yo the things so loud so when the crows ringin'
Have your hand covering your ear like the phones ringin'
Yeah man don't beat like said they got no women
Clap dem' that'll crack [?] bones in him
Cameraman shot anybody that pose with him
I was stood over man after makin' shots go in him
Now let me stop there and tell you that that's all true
I still squeeze on the gun if you [?]
I got caught with one strap but I saw two
Niggas say we made a hundred bags but we saw two
And all my dons quick to blow like a short fuse
UTRS beefin' bare crews
They made it clap, we shot back, that's fair does
We share guns, share funds and we share views
We share heats and sweets out to bare yutes
I stay throwin' up the 12 cause' that's my sides
I love four door longs and I like 9's
They say the wars all long, but listen by mines