Mobile Suit Woe

I wake up every morning and do what the fuck I want

And I don't deal with nobody till I smoke my blunt

I take his last meal if he assuming I'm a punk

You get yo' ass caught inside my cage, then we done

These **** talkin' shit with no medals on they arms

But, bitch, I'm laid out, whole suit made of armor

Captain Mobile Suit, let blood wings fly out my armor

Let me catch him slippin', I'ma drag him to his mama

I can't ever fall, boy, I run the whole tundra

You bring a fool to me, I'll breathe ice in his stomach

Now he can't bear the pain, you see blood when he vomit

I told his boy ahead of time that he ain't even want it

Now I'll be smokin' blunts that make me think I'm in Dubai

And I'm still movin' forward with my fleet on the right

My whole squad healthy, lookin' up to the sky

And we gon' said forever, we won't ever lose a fight

Nowadays labels hit us up and we know why

'Cause we killin' all them signed artists on sight

And, bitch, we gon' decline till the situation right

I let Hollow Squad the Coffin Fleet sink a **** life

Bitch