Goin' To Hell

Ha, yeah

Yeah, uh-huh

Ha, uh-huh

(Y'all are now tuning into my **** Artist, fuck ****)

Yeah, uh-huh, hold on (Artist, Artist)

I'm too high, yeah, I can't steer

I'm too high, yeah, I can't hear

I'm too high, yeah, out of here

Too high, made the Hellcat flip

Straight to the trap when I signed my deal

**** say they the opps till they get killed

Now he on TV like Dr. Phil

I know some ****, yeah, they down to slide

Switch on the Glock and it sound like a rocket

Better stop reaching lil' bitch, don't try it

Soon as he try it, we send him to God

Soon as he try it, we send him to Hell

All of my ****, we going to Hell

Second day out, I ain't had no bail

Soon as I got in, I was out on bail

Yeah, soon as I got in, I was out on bail