P Yungin
Shoot above the rim
Punish him I'ma put him
Up like n***a fuck them
Glock with that dick
Lil n***a ain't no fucking ducking em
Catch em down bad
That's on my mama
We gon' touch em
And yea im out that drama
I'll send shots at yo cousin nem
These n***a's playin wanna send shots
At my cousin nem
This on lil trent bitch ass n***a i ain't
Spearing nun of them
Yo head get but we laugh about it
After we had saw it
Them same n***a's who
Tried to get me pussy bitch i caught it
When i was younger you probably thought
I wasn't the sickest
But it kept me going when
I started seeing daddy them prisons
Say fuck that n***a I gotta bag
I'll put it on his feelings
And since you with that n***a
Bitch you gon' end up
There missing
I'll pull up on that bitch
And hop out on his mans
Heard he was jiggin out his hands
Scraping out the pack
Go to the parish i got hands i ain't never ran
Fuck Whatchu talking
Bout i got bands
Bitch you put on that
Camera i'ma do you bad
Bitch fuck how you fear
Bitch i'ma flash
All my n***a's they gone crash
They got bullet holes in the grass
Grandma came out she was looking sad
Criticize me talking down bad
See yo ass bitch its still fuck a mask
All that shit you talkin Bout
Leave that shit in the pass n***a
Pistol whip yo bitch ass
And make yo stupid ass get on the ground n***a
Put a silencer up on the choppa
So it wouldn't make a sound n***a
Aim at yo head i'ma leave yo ass down n***a
Play with me on stage I'm sending shots all at the crowd n***a
Ain't playing hide and seek but once i catch I leave you found n***a
He say he can't swim but i can walk on it like god n***a
See you with my eyes but yo ass better have yo boys with ya
I'll decline yo card credit card fraud n***a
Say you wanna go to war you better have them 40's with ya
Cause if my n***a's see yo people they gon't be a victim
Stand over him and then i punish him and its official
Say you love ion see it lemme see if its realer
Hop out on that dumb shit then we gon' pull the trigger
XD It gotta lemon squeeze but bitch my bag bigger
You claim you gotta bag on me but bitch yo bag little
Choppa bust above the rimmer
This pistol gon' murder all you n***as
For all that talking out yo temple now you got my face up in the system
Smoking that weed now i'm on liquor
Bitch n***a play then i'ma zip him
Smoke on that dope then we gon' flip him
Fuck it shoot above the rim