Polluted Paradise (feat. $uicideboy$)

This ain't no game, nigga, how in the fuck you figure? You try punkin' us, you'll feel the blast of my trigger Straight from the honeycomb, smokin' on the sack I got my rep and cock it back, then the bodies stack This ain't no game, nigga, how in the fuck you figure? You try punkin' us, you'll feel the blast of my trigger Straight from the honeycomb, smokin' on the sack I got my rep and cock it back, then the bodies stack This ain't no game, nigga, how in the fuck you figure? You try punkin' us, you'll feel the blast of my trigger Straight from the honeycomb, smokin' on the sack I got my rep and cock it back, then the bodies stack This ain't no game, nigga, how in the fuck you figure? You try punkin' us, you'll feel the blast of my trigger Straight from the honeycomb, smokin' on the sack I got my rep and cock it back, then the bodies stack (ah) Fill up my cup to the tip, it's a must I'ma pour above the rim, 2Pac with the tuss I could mix a combination, lil' 'Tech, lil' Act' Show up deep like conversation, let me live, let me act Real talk, vision vivid, I done seen body bags Toe-for-toe with any victim, I done shook killers' hands Talking money over grams, wrapping bricks up with saran Couple homies off the tan, air you out, you a fan Hmm, well, I'll be God damned But God don't exist, so I guess it's just damn From a whole 'nother planet Hoppin' out the Trans-Am, Smokey the Bandit Swerv-swervin' in my spaceship Dipping in my stash shit, they cannot relate shit Never on no fake shit, lames wanna jump shift Stack 'em up like 'roids, bitch, bye This ain't no game, nigga, how in the fuck you figure? You try punkin' us, you'll feel the blast of my trigger Straight from the honeycomb, smokin' on the sack I got my rep and cock it back, then the bodies stack ($ui-$ui-$ui) Swervin' in that 'burban Couple murders make the bodies stack Got a problem, then kill me Fuckboy, you know it's as simple as that Backpack with that black gat, black mask Blow gas, now I'm in the fucking black trans Fuck a cop, save the life of a black man Fuck a opp, tip 'em up in a black van Who am I? Boy, Lucifer in the flesh Who are you? Just another closer 'to death Straight out the 7th Ward Me and $now Leopard trappin' All the limbs we hackin' from the fucking bodies stackin' The fucking crazy manic, when I'm in the cut, don't panic This ain't no game, nigga, how in the fuck you figure? You try punkin' us, you'll feel the blast of my trigger Straight from the honeycomb, smokin' on the sack I got my rep and cock it back, then the bodies stack Bitch, I be that ice-cold young white polar bear Snatch your life so quick, try and hide, bitch, I know you there Focus on the glare, hoes know that I don't care But they don't know I don't give a fuck Two bucks with the ducks, I'ma snort it up Try and test my luck, I can never get enough Out of fuckin' drugs, now I'm 'bout to snatch blood Leave you full of bugs, leave you full of fuckin' slugs See you on the carton when I'm fillin' up my mug Gun tucked, man, you had to get plucked Re-up, now I'm stuck fucking ducking out Truck stay parked in the yard, I ain't going now You a sitting duck because whenever I run out of drugs again I'ma find you and put you in the trunk Now your ho getting fucked from the back While I'm crumbling this weed tryna roll a fucking blunt This ain't no game, nigga