DRENCH
[Intro]
Yea
You know that
You know what type fucking time I'm on, stupid
Every time chuckyy on the beat
You know them bitches
You know I'm-
Rippin' them bitches apart, n***a
You know that
[Verse 1]
Micro Draco came with the wood, let's slide and test it out
I know n***as really bitches, push up on him, shut his mouth
N***as mad I ain't pay for pictures, they want likes that shit for clout
I just play it cool, won't woof with you, I catch you, strike you out
Try to go live on the block and you get clapped, you out of bounds
It's just me and foenem spinnin, tryna put sum in the ground
Switch on the back of the G19 and the drac got monkey nuts
You know what I'm tryna say if his ass foul then he fucked
Don't ask to hold my pipe, n***as be goofy, my shit on tuck
I'm fresh as hell and I'm dangerous, I know they mad as fuck
All these hoes tryna kick it 'cause they know I'm goin' up
If you claim that I be loafin', fuck n***a, why you ain't buss?
Choppa bullets big as hell
Them bitches flip a n***a truck
Take that fucking ski mask off
Yo ass a bitch, that shit disgust me, in the raq this shit like 4th of July
Everyday shots bussin'
Boy you ain't sipping on blood
Yo ass pouring up robitusssin
[Verse 2]
Why the fuck n***as be bappin'
Catch his ass in traffic
Leave his face up in his lap
Milly D yeah that's my bloody
Too much blood for a napkin
[?] bullets coming too fast
His ain't even gon' know what happened
Fuck a DOA, he DOS he dead up on the scene
The last thing he heard and seen,was a switch and a green beam
The last thing I heard and seen
Was blood and his ass scream
For all that bappin' like you sliding
Get put on a T
Tryna show out for some bitches, get yo' ass smoked like some weed
Ayy, We give out head taps
The last n***a tryna tweak we pushed his dreads back
He spoke on foenem now he wished he never said that
We spinning back to back just like a dj Chuckyy on the track
Yo Chuckyy tweakin' tryna catch him
Spin back with a mac
Catch him in traffic
We gon' leave his face up in his lap
These n***as bappin' ain't did shit to us, that shit be cap and
Ion be bapping in my rhymes bitch I be speaking facts
[Outro]
Come thru like Jordan with my .23
Put him on his back
I ain't yo slime lil bro so don't call me yo fucking slat
That .23 blow just like a missile bullets give em' hickeys
Come get yo bitch before I smack her she just tried to kiss me
My bloody tweaking off of 30 he just went up 60
Bail out the car and toss like Curry now the whole clip empty
If you a bitch can't come around
My n***as don't show no sympathy
We push up on n***as like exercise spin till we dizzy
(On gang stupid)
Yea
You know that
You know what type fucking time I'm on, stupid
Every time chuckyy on the beat
You know them bitches
You know I'm-
Rippin' them bitches apart, n***a
You know that
[Verse 1]
Micro Draco came with the wood, let's slide and test it out
I know n***as really bitches, push up on him, shut his mouth
N***as mad I ain't pay for pictures, they want likes that shit for clout
I just play it cool, won't woof with you, I catch you, strike you out
Try to go live on the block and you get clapped, you out of bounds
It's just me and foenem spinnin, tryna put sum in the ground
Switch on the back of the G19 and the drac got monkey nuts
You know what I'm tryna say if his ass foul then he fucked
Don't ask to hold my pipe, n***as be goofy, my shit on tuck
I'm fresh as hell and I'm dangerous, I know they mad as fuck
All these hoes tryna kick it 'cause they know I'm goin' up
If you claim that I be loafin', fuck n***a, why you ain't buss?
Choppa bullets big as hell
Them bitches flip a n***a truck
Take that fucking ski mask off
Yo ass a bitch, that shit disgust me, in the raq this shit like 4th of July
Everyday shots bussin'
Boy you ain't sipping on blood
Yo ass pouring up robitusssin
[Verse 2]
Why the fuck n***as be bappin'
Catch his ass in traffic
Leave his face up in his lap
Milly D yeah that's my bloody
Too much blood for a napkin
[?] bullets coming too fast
His ain't even gon' know what happened
Fuck a DOA, he DOS he dead up on the scene
The last thing he heard and seen,was a switch and a green beam
The last thing I heard and seen
Was blood and his ass scream
For all that bappin' like you sliding
Get put on a T
Tryna show out for some bitches, get yo' ass smoked like some weed
Ayy, We give out head taps
The last n***a tryna tweak we pushed his dreads back
He spoke on foenem now he wished he never said that
We spinning back to back just like a dj Chuckyy on the track
Yo Chuckyy tweakin' tryna catch him
Spin back with a mac
Catch him in traffic
We gon' leave his face up in his lap
These n***as bappin' ain't did shit to us, that shit be cap and
Ion be bapping in my rhymes bitch I be speaking facts
[Outro]
Come thru like Jordan with my .23
Put him on his back
I ain't yo slime lil bro so don't call me yo fucking slat
That .23 blow just like a missile bullets give em' hickeys
Come get yo bitch before I smack her she just tried to kiss me
My bloody tweaking off of 30 he just went up 60
Bail out the car and toss like Curry now the whole clip empty
If you a bitch can't come around
My n***as don't show no sympathy
We push up on n***as like exercise spin till we dizzy
(On gang stupid)