Van Helsing

[Chorus]
Cocaine in the pot, I'm a wizard, made it lock
Brodie greasing up a Glock, we always ready for a opp
New K like a mop, this ain't nothing like a dot
See him standing by the shop, we sending bullets to the mug
Streets flaming, it's hot, so we changed up the spots
Swear this gauge ain't a prop, my nigga sprays this a lot
Crime pays on the block, check the chains and the watch
Niggas hating a lot 'cause they ain't making a lot

[Verse 1]
They say it cost to be the boss, you know I'm keeping shit abrupt
Niggas running outta luck, they couldn't ever make the cut
Caught me slipping, I'm a thug, so I'ma get it back in blood
Swear them niggas better duck when I gеt devilish and shit
I ain't bust it in a sec, so I feel celibatе and shit
I ain't fucked her in a minute, she hysterical and shit
Know I'm strictly 'bout the money, I'm numerical and shit
I can see through all that funny shit, I'm staying with my blick
Fix, yeah, the fiends need a fix
Keri need a tick, she need it quick, yeah
Yeah, a nigga had a dream as a kid
A tonne of coke stick with a beam and a switch
I been going straight geek in this bitch
Popped a Perc' and I ain't sleeping and shit
I couldn't believe they didn't believe in this shit
Now my family's gonna eat off this shit

[Chorus]
Cocaine in the pot, I'm a wizard, made it lock
Brodie greasing up a Glock, we always ready for a opp
New K like a mop, this ain't nothing like a dot
See him standing by the shop, we sending bullets to the mug
Streets flaming, it's hot, so we changed up the spots
Swear this gauge ain't a prop, my nigga sprays this a lot
Crime pays on the block, check the chains and the watch
Niggas hating a lot 'cause they ain't making a lot

[Verse 2]
Apply that pressure, leave a nigga on a stretcher
Black leathers, niggas gripping on that pepper
Cream baby, I'm a real go-getter
This hottie bringing, I ain't even sent a text yet
I'm in the trenches, only trappers in my section
I'm like Dexter in the kitchen when I'm cheffing
I told my bitch, "You can't be asking all these questions"
She said I'm toxic, she addicted to the sex
She talking wicked tiIl I pin her to the bed
Trap nigga, bitch, I'm richer than your ex
You say you freaky, let me put you to the test
Hold on my glizzy, baby, show me that you down
Keep it a hundred, then I'll give you couple thou'
I bought a brizzy, can I leave it in your house?
It drives you crazy, baby, when I'm out of town
Your man's fugazi, he don't deal with large amounts

[Chorus]
Cocaine in the pot, I'm a wizard, made it lock
Brodie greasing up a Glock, we always ready for a opp
New K like a mop, this ain't nothing like a dot
See him standing by the shop, we sending bullets to the mug
Streets flaming, it's hot, so we changed up the spots
Swear this gauge ain't a prop, my nigga sprays this a lot
Crime pays on the block, check the chains and the watch
Niggas hating a lot 'cause they ain't making a lot

[Outro]
(Damn, Menace, this shit bang)
(It's the hocus pocus Harry James, brr)
Cream baby
I'm in the trenches, only trappers in my section