Terrorists

Im so fucking awesome

My marbles, I lost them

Im taking everything, eveything but precaution

Yo bitches wanna call us and text us like Austin

Pussy make me hard, pussy niggas make me nauseous

I been on my feet since the day I started walking

Bitch I think Im MC Hammer put the nail in the coffin

Sell coke in tha drought, sell pussy at a auction

Bullets got a nigga runnin fast enough to race horses

Round here, you sniff these lines you dont cross em

Kill ya ass and leave you behind like a orphan

I swear it happens all the time, very often

Still getting baseball money, Barry Larkin

Round here we play for keeps yeah we eatin but we starvin

I get me a lil money, try to spread it like margarine

Im flyer than a motherfucka all my flights charter

Green kush, red flag, black car, white lawyer, IM GOOD

I say I go into my beast mode, rapper niggas I eat those

I tell a bitch take a deep breath then bend em knee like a free throw

I don't want me no good girl cause I fell in love with these freak hoes

In my bedroom, I might make a movie and start me with that Lee Rose

I ball hard like D-Rose, my stash on closet

Racks all in my pockets, these racks all on deposits

I got racks all on my conscience, money all on my mind

I got shooters on my team, they got bodies on they night

Look at that bad bitch right there, see that body on that dime

I ain't swimmin in no ho, you know I'm probably on that right

All these niggas hatin on me, but I ain't on that type

Cause I be in that back nigga and I ain't talkin bout spine

Im talking 62 red, they say a nigga too fat

You a rat, ya homie singing I should do a duet

Shawty told me she love my swag, I make that pussy too wet

You niggas spending my hoes and Im like where they do that

Go

I dont have a conscious

All my friends are monsters

They visit me so constant

And talk to me about nonsense

Like stabbin you and then watching you fight for your life like you boxin

Bitch deuce deuce

I smoke that OG Killer Bobby Johnson

I'll ollie over that bitch head

Its Hollygrove till Im fucking dead

I did a bid for that toast

So fuck with me I treat you like butter bread

But I still go hard with no regard

Earth aint shit, bitch go to Mars

Leave a nigga dead in the gudda

It just be him a bloody ass bowling ball

Im fresh as hand sanitizers

Dont hate the game just analyze it

2 Xanax Im fantazising

About fat bitches, panny sizes

Take a bullet to the chest, be a man about it

Stop acting like a lil bitch nigga

Most of yall niggas is bitch niggas

I got a tiger in tha basement, Big Tigger

My hair longer, my dick bigger

My hair longer, my dick bigger

My hair longer, my dick bigger

My money longer, my weed stronger

I feed hunger, I no longer

Get my weed from Fee

I pull that freedom of my waist

Now watch me let freedom ring

DING!