letra de all cap - mun zay
[chorus]
223’s rip spine, like d-mn i want his mind
i be out my mind, i don’t do no pills on drills, i’m fine
i be soldiered up, purple in my cup, still got that .40 tucked
i be giddied up, no this ain’t a game, go get suited up
go shoot it up, give my dawgs some molly, they get booted up
you not one of us, we do this sh-t for thrills, you don’t want war with us
up the score with us, i think this sh-t a game it ain’t no war to us
you a opp n-gga, you gone die in vain, but over here it’s glory for us
i hang wit opp k!llers, we gone send them shots they get to whizzing
better duck them dog whistles
he clutching on his pipe saying he all outside, better grab yo life n-gga
i be quick to cut out all the racket, i don’t like to fight n-ggas
don’t do no pipe pistols
[verse]
red beam, black box, on the end, that’s fed talk
we catch him, bl!ck him, hollows gonna stick him
how he go from posting all them lives to being a victim
how you go from saying folks nem outside, i guess we missed em
223’s, kiltecs, n-gga got a sk!ll with that
we gone let off around a hundred shots and get yo field wet
i told my boys ain’t no aiming the chest, i want they f-cking neck
lemme go and pop a adderal so i can’t feel what’s next
i don’t need no motherf-cking pills to do no drill b-tch
i can go and pop a n-gga now and go and drop this sh-t
i can prolly flip a hundred ‘thou if i wanted it
i’m just tryna focus on right now and how i’m starting sh-t
[chorus]
223’s rip spine, like d-mn i want his mind
i be out my mind, i don’t do no pills on drills, i’m fine
i be soldiered up, purple in my cup, still got that .40 tucked
i be giddied up, no this ain’t a game, go get suited up
go shoot it up, give my dawgs some molly, they get booted up
you not one of us, we do this sh-t for thrills, you don’t want war with us
up the score with us, i think this sh-t a game it ain’t no war to us
you a opp n-gga, you gone die in vain, but over here it’s glory for us
i hang wit opp k!llers, we gone send them shots they get to whizzing
better duck them dog whistles
he clutching on his pipe saying he all outside, better grab yo life n-gga
i be quick to cut out all the racket, i don’t like to fight n-ggas
don’t do no pipe pistols, yeah, yeah
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