SEE YOU IN HELL
Ayo
WALLACE on this bitch
Check it, look
I guess I'll see you in Hell too
I roll a lot of bamboo
Smoking double trees
Break it open out the damn zoo
Pay attention, all this shit
Ha, Brand new
Pay attention
Guess I'll see you in Hell too
Turn the choppa' on the mob
Shit brave too
Made a milly fuck a job
Shit thank you
In my Bentley getting top
Shit I bang too
Hit the milly fucka' rock
Shit it ain't new
Disrespectful ass white kid
I made out the pipe shit
Ain't rich, but nothing sound like this
Turned a couple dirty scripts
Into thirty bricks
Fuckin on yo' bitch
Steady rapping when I'm thirty six
Might of swiped a couple bands
Methods steady in demand
Bitch I'm handing out the plans
MSR is getting jammed
Bitch I'm cocky off a xan
Pull the glocky on yo' mans
Fuck it everybody dead
Got yo pocket in my hands
Fuck around you might get scammed
Sent the link turned out they was a big fan
Fuck a body
Fuck yourself and everybody
I got a problem ain't nobody even try to stop me
I bring the choppa' out my aim been looking hella sloppy
I get to mopping bodies dropping
Man it's just a hobby
I get to flipping shit
I'm always so ignorant
I'm posted off this pill
While you chilling on some pussy shit
I guess I'll see you in Hell too
I roll a lot of bamboo
Smoking double trees
Break it open out the damn zoo
Pay attention, all this shit
Ha, Brand new
Pay attention
Guess I'll see you in Hell too
Turn the choppa' on the mob
Shit brave too
Made a milly fuck a job
Shit thank you
In my Bentley getting top
Shit I bang too
Hit the milly fucka' rock
Shit it ain't new
So I hit em' slow and steady
Labels blowing up the telly
Tell em' fuck it I ain't ready
Cause' I'm staying close to Telegraph
Shit it ain't a couple mil' then imma pass
Back to the crib ain't no problem motherfucker
Go ahead and imma solve it
Got you all booted up
Shit exactly what I wanted
If you can't stand these drugs
Bitch you hopping off the handle
If you can't feel this buzz
Bitch you prolly wearing Fila sandals
Hate the fact that you rappers are fucking wack
Uhuh
Prolly think that's there's cap inside of these raps
Uhuh
No apology bitch I'm kicking it back
Uhuh
Now I admit I might of done fucked up shit
And y'all ain't even coming close to it
But I won't ever end up being a self snitching poet
Bitch I plead the fifth
Y'all gon' notice this
Better keep yo eyes up off me
We gon we gon we gon
I guess I'll see you in Hell too
I roll a lot of bamboo
Smoking double trees
Break it open out the damn zoo
Pay attention, all this shit
Ha, Brand new
Pay attention
Guess I'll see you in Hell too
Turn the choppa' on the mob
Shit brave too
Made a milly fuck a job
Shit thank you
In my Bentley getting top
Shit I bang too
Hit the milly fucka' rock
Shit it ain't new