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