VENOM (ft. Nevi)

Smokin on dope My nigga Im smokin sum venom
Brand new Gucci kicks wit sum brand new denim
Im finna shoot em and kill diminish
Give me a perky a xanny n I’m finished
Stirin the pot
Cookin in the kitchen
Kno that they hate
They mad how I’m livin

[verse 1]
Call up a militia
And watch how yo people deplenish
I runaway grab my Glock and sum bitches
They think that they got me I come back in finish
She call me one 2 many times
I think that is time that i leave her
And I cannot fuck wit a bitch
Thats stingy and act like I need her
Leave her pour up a liter I’m so sorry Jesus

[hook]

Smokin on dope my nigga I’m smokin some venom
Brand new Gucci kicks with some brand new denim
Im Finna shoot em and kill em demenish
Give me a perky a xanny and I’m finished
Stirin the por cookin in the kitchen
Ik that they hate they mad how I’m livin

[Nevis verse]
I popped a xan and went out of my way
I’m rollin off beans and I’m smokin my spinach
And I’m smokin my face, I swear ima OD I don’t know
My limits
Ima flooded with [?]
Just to blow up is just the beginning
Just to go out it’s some [?]
Niggas callin in one of my business
I been goin up these bitches callin my phone
My momma worry about me askin when I’m comin
Home just wait a couple years right now I’m tourin
Around the world
I really can’t wait till we rich and on the road

[hook]

Smokin on dope my nigga I’m smokin some venom
Brand new Gucci kicks with some brand new denim
Im Finna shoot em and kill em demenish
Give me a perky a xanny and I’m finished
Stirin the pot cookin in the kitchen
I know that they hate they mad how I’m livin

[Verse 3]

Call up the shoota Im callin up shotta
Bro doin time I hate that they caught em
Sippin this juice bitch I’m sippin on carta
Hate that I did it I admit that I rob em
Know I was wrong but thats from the start
Roll in the coupe and we talkin to stars
We used to be Broke the days they were dark
Grabbed me my Glock and we ran to the top
I told my brudda I’m not gonna stop
I need the money put it in the box
We came from tha gutter
Straight out of the rocks
Now I am so proud
When we pass by the block
Out of control momma told me to stop
I just want money I want a whole lot
We finna pull up and just shoot u with Glocks
I used to hit licks but now I go out just to shop
38 that’s on my wasteband
Choppa spit toxic it feels like a wasteland
My bruddas gone shoot I do not need a main man
I want some money I needa new Glock
I’ll live 27 then I’ll be forgot
They want me to live but I swear ima rot
I been on my own, I ran up the Millys on my own
Triple 3 niggas we stay on our own

[hook]
Smokin on dope my nigga I’m smokin some venom
Brand new Gucci kicks with some brand new denim
Im Finna shoot em and kill em demenish
Give me a perky a xanny and I’m finished
Stirin the por cookin in the kitchen
I know that they hate they mad how I’m livin