Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Esparo
Performer
DqFrmDaO
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Esparo
Composer
DqFrmDaO
Composer
Lyrics
Yo Hayshun go crazy with it
High speed chases in the fast car, it's just me and E (Grrah)
We got two heats, when we gon' leave him, ain't no bailin' out on feet (Go, go)
My opps they sweet, tryna' beef with us, gon' leave yo' ass deceased (Yeah)
I swear we creepin' bet' not run 'em bullets, hit your back they reach you (Yeah)
Takin' over when I say that them boys, better know I mean it (What?)
Smokin' treefa catch me in the O' I'm somewhere out there leanin' (Uh)
Hit home runs, call up Eboy, that boy swing like Derek Jeter
Pop a beam and fuck a fifth, bitch we drinkin' out the liters
Y'know I got it out the mud, how you think you gon' finesse? (Yeah, yeah)
High speed in the fast car, it's a 'Cat, so you can't catch it (Gotta go)
In my cup it's Wockhardt, take it slow, you gotta sip (Inside a cup)
In the 'Raq, he stretched out, in New York, he got lifted (From New York)
I'm like just get high off a- uh (I'm like just get high)
And spin his block two times (Yeah)
I been waitin' for a diss song, **** watchin' how they rhyme
I been gettin' money, and I ain't pussy, them **** not my kind (**** bitches)
Put in the back end on his head, I'm tryna' see his mind (Frr)
Switchy on that glizzy, hit 'em up from the neck, to the spine (Kill him)
Whoever with him, they gon' get it, 'cause these pussies droppin' dimes (Kill his ass)
I need yo' face, I cannot kick it, 'cause I do not have the time (Hell nah)
These hoes be actin' like they with you, but they really want that chime
Hollows eat 'em up, bullets jumpin' yeah they climbin' (Hollows eat 'em up)
I don't play with clippers, try me I gave you a liner (I don't play with ****)
Dump his body in the river, bet they ain't gon' never find it (Nah)
Bitch I'm from the WIIIC, you know we known for raisin' violence (Bitch I'm from the- Bitch I'm from the-)
I ain't hear nobody check (I ain't hear nun')
Don't ask me 'bout no murders (I ain't hear nun')
I feel weird when I get questioned, I can't help you with yo' story (I ain't hear nun')
My last bitch just like the rest, uh, it wasn't worth it (Fuck a bitch)
I'm on point, just stay alert, get yo' ass up off that turf (Be on point)
Grim reapers, killers take your soul, and a couple robbers (K- K- K- Killers)
Spinin' Breesh, hunnid' K' in Neimans, this a Louie collar (Bat)
She a treesh, get a hoe, couple hunnid', she gon' get a drop (She a hoe)
I'm a demon, I'm a star, we some demons, you get popped (Demons)
Written by: DqFrmDaO, Esparo