[Intro]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Verse 1]
Woken up to a pint of Tuss, bitch I'm born to bust
Dangerous, all my clicky shifty and sheisty as fuck (Sheisty, fuck)
Who want up, who want next? (Pop-pop, pop)
Got one hundred on my neck, jewels
I break rules and cash checks, slap dicks inside my new TECs (Pop out, sip!)
Let's air it out
Got a lot of enemies don't talk about, don't give 'em clout (Okay I do)
I buy 'em one way tickets up to heaven clouds (I really does)
I'm really 'bout Sex Pistols, violence, woke up on an island (Sex, violence)
Found out it was Johnny Depp's, I'll get sued if I talk 'bout it
Who wanna go toе-to-toe with a fee-fi-fo-fum? Gon' (I know they don't)
Slap a fifty-round inside my nеw gun, it's for fun (Inside my new gun)
Got a .45 up in my new ride, it's do or die (Up in my new ride)
If he play 'bout mine then it's a homicide (Pop out, sip!)

[Chorus]
Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos (Okay)
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on Laughing Gas, then why I'm still depressed for? (Big Juice tha Sip!)
Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos (Okay)
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on Laughing Gas, then why I'm still depressed for? (Big Juice tha Sip!)
[Verse 2]
Always thumpin', we can get to bustin' when I pull it on 'em (Get to bustin')
Need the substance, I'm a known druggie in my town and country (Town and country)
Need the money, when it comes to hundreds, bitch, I'm always hungry (Always hungry)
Feeling funny, finna fuck the game up 'til my time is coming (Time is coming)
Pressure from this metal make his heart sweat, he a foolie (He a foolie)
Should've never beefed it with the Shaker 'cause I'm a bully (Ayy I'm a bully)
Bitch, I got hands, got gang, got Glocks and toolies (Glocks and toolies)
We could get active, get ghost, demons talkin' to me (They talkin' to 'em)
Chopper shoppin' turned to choppers droppin' bodies all around
When this fully-auto hip fire, better hit the ground (Hit the ground)
Hear the sound, when I close my eyes it's all I'm hearin' now (Oh no, no)
Women, child screamin', but they daddy opp, I gunned 'em down (Pop out, sip!)

[Chorus]
Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos (Okay)
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on Laughing Gas, then why I'm still depressed for? (Big Juice tha Sip!)
Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos (Okay)
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on Laughing Gas, then why I'm still depressed for? (Big Juice tha Sip!)