U GOTTA GO RIGHT NOW

[FROOT]
SITTIN' ON A CLOUD ALL DAY AND I'M BLAZIN'
PUFFIN' ON THAT LOUD DAMN RIGHT IT'S AMAZIN'
GOT YO BITCH AROUSED ON MY BED SHE'S LAYIN'
CAN YOU HEAR THAT SOUND? YEAH MY DICK SHE'S TAKIN'
BOY FROOT COMES AROUND AND BULLETS GET TO GRAZIN'
TAKIN' OUT THE CROWD NOW THE COPS GET TO CHASIN'
GOIN' ALL OUT, IT'S AN ACT OF DESPERATION
NOW THEY SURROUND, TEN TO LIFE THAT I'M FACIN'
GUCCI TAGS AND GOLD CHAINS AND APES THAT A BATHIN'
BLOODY RAGS AND BODY BAGS, CALL ME FUCKIN' JASON
WITH THE MACHETE I AM GONNA CARVE YOUR FACE IN
TAKE YOU TO THE LEVY NOW YOUR HEART GET TO RACIN'
YOU BASIC, SO FACE IT, NEVER MAKE IT, YOU FAKE SHIT
I'M BLASTIN' OFF TO MARS IN MY MOTHERFUCKING SPACESHIP
SHOOTIN' FOR THE STARS, I'M THE GOD THAT YOU PRAISIN'
I'M HOPPIN' TO THE BARS ONLY FOR THIS OCCASSION

[HOOKX2]
U GOTTA GO, GOTTA GO, GOTTA GO RIGHT NOW
WHEN YOU HEAR THE SOUND OF MY GUN
U BETTER RUN, BETTER RUN, BETTER RUN
YOU HOPE I CAN'T FIND YOU BUT I KNOW THAT YOU'RE DONE

[BRAT KING NICOTINE LATINO]
Saiyanara ain't tryna find ya
Can't get close to vercaci aura
Your peen look like mamishiba
Tryin to get brat king and boy froot actina
Fool
You gotta go so start running
Call me walking dead cause i got hoes turning
What's that smell? shit you burning
That's okay cuz i ain't fazing
This beer got me buzzing
Mighty number wine got me feelin fine
Hop hop hop from time to time
Third eye on my forehead
On my mind
Nother beer for breakfast it's how i dine
Third eye on my forehead
On my mind
Go ahead rewind
Go ahead rewind
You know i got that killer instinct
Gold cartridge you know we is sick
Never take shit
Never be shit
Tell me we ain't gunna be shit
I'ma show you shit
Be wit it, be wit it

[HOOKX2]