terrible 2

Lord, please, deliver us

It's Easy Money

Deliver me

Lord, please, deliver us

Deliver me

I wish Kevlar cut the beat

La-la-la-la-la, get down

7-6-2, 7-6-2, I got two Dracs, I'm tryna switch the crowd

He got hit with that, brr, that Rollin' Loud

Lego boxes sit on all my gens, bitch, I'm buttoned down

Put the Lego box inside that new Glock 10, tryna make a **** buckle down

Show you how to hop out that backseat with that Fin', make a **** ass serve the crowd

You can die just for encroachment, get caught out of bounds

These **** be talkin' bout smokin' opps, show 'em how to break 'em down

Call Lil' 5 my rubix cube, 'cause he gon' spin the block

Don't even be actin' like it's up, this shit go down tomorrow

Everywhere I go, I kept that stick on me like Harry Potter

I got a switch on me with a drum on it, like Travis Barker

Zay, he caught a dub, 5, his lawyer want a quarter

Make you get up out my car, ****, if you get nervous

Don't put your hand off in this shit if they ain't gettin' dirty

We caught 'em lackin' on the sidewalk, gave him curb service

They ain't like how young DB had came in

When I get in that backseat and act up

How I up Drac for **** who act tough

We hop out on your block, we give belt to ass

I got smoke, man, this shit gon' forever last

I hop out first, they know that I gotta blast

We sent so many shots, made they momma cry

Type of shit that's gon' stop every dashboard

Brand new hot box, paid cash for it

We gon' load in this bitch and go terrorize

At the candle light, we made his momma cry

He got shot in the face, that's another eye

And that fed for real, you ain't doin' no bluffin'

Hop out with switches and eat shit up

I know two **** got hit in they muffin

Belt to ass, you get whooped for nothin'

I'm OT right now, when I get back to the city, they know I'm spinnin'

We back in them cars, let's get it

When we get back to the city, know they know a **** spinnin'

We back in them cars

Smoke the biggest opp and put him in cigars

I got the biggest bag on me, lil' bitch, like Santa Claus

Treat me like God, soon as she see me, caught the Holy Ghost

Walked down, run down, shoot and shake, ****, we can do the most

Put two more under my feet, we just call 'em toes

And way before I had a license, I was gettin' in cars

And everyday we had to slide, like we in the park

He tried to run, hit 'em with the DB, I'm like, "Where he goin'?"

We gon' stake out on your block, don't give a damn if it's snowin'

I got a step team when I pop out, so many shots, they knowin'

I'm in temp right now, on sum TKB shit, bitch, they knowin'

Top of the hill, we blowin'

Come up here, huh, get up here

Hey, he got shot in his head, we knowin'

Go hit that backstreet corner, we outta here

When an SRT smash out, that's another hat

Drop you lo' right now, we on all that

I ain't got time for no chit-chat

I ain't even got time for back and forth

We hop out, flat bed, it's a Ford truck

It's a mad man with a Draco

Drop that ski mask, gotta keep fake clothes

In his mom dukes house, gotta lay low

We don't give a fuck, still hop out slidin'

I need one more hat, I'ma lay low

Bullets gon' stick to you just like Play-Doh

Fuck all the opps, yeah, we givin' out halos

****, just shut the fuck up, keep the case closed

I can't get backdoored 'cause I shoot hoes

****, just shut the fuck up, keep the case closed

I can't get backdoored 'cause I shoot hoes

Lord, please, deliver us

Deliver