Poison Tree
[Intro]
(Perc, you killed this)
Yeah
Come on, n***a
Come on then
Come on
Let me tell ya
Come on, n***a
Come on then
Come on
[Chorus]
These jits gon' die behind they bitch
Before they die behind they partner
Bought the Glock while tryna spin some shit
Tryna make that boy a goner
You say you street? Say you been outside?
Okay, ask your momma
We bent your block and let the Draco hit
The shit hot like a sauna
Oh, woe in the SRT
Going fast, smoke zaza out the pack
That jit won't die behind that glick
He stressed out, firing up a black
I think she love the dick, the way she screaming
"KK, bae, come back."
In love with flippin' shit
Tryna put a pussy in a pack
Huh, you ain't 'bout nothing
We had asked your partner too
In the crib, been OD geeked up
Bad bitch counting up my blues
Hoe, is you ready? For the rapper za
You won't know who is who
Bad bitch, she wanna suck me up
Then wanna be my boo
(Ooh)
[Verse 1]
Boy, what the fuck?
These n***as hella pussy
Going through the bity
Made that Draco hit a rookie
Don't got time for none of that tit for tat
Ain't no playing boogie
You better stay on P's
'Cause when I swing the glee'
Your ass wasn't looking
[Verse 2]
Huh, blaw!
Popped an opp bitch in the head
Now that n***a dead
I been counting blues, but lately
Swiss been putting shit on red
Put a bop behind that Glock
Hit his top and turned him sped
It ain't no reboot in real life
Your ass staying dead
[Chorus]
These jits gon' die behind they bitch
Before they die behind they partner
Bought the Glock while tryna spin some shit
Tryna make that boy a goner
You say you street? Say you been outside?
Okay, ask your momma
We bent your block and let the Draco hit
The shit hot like a sauna
Oh, woe in the SRT
Going fast, smoke zaza out the pack
That jit won't die behind that glick
He stressed out, firing up a black
I think she love the dick, the way she screaming
"KK, bae, come back."
In love with flippin' shit
Tryna put a pussy in a pack
Huh, you ain't 'bout nothing
We had asked your partner too
In the crib, been OD geeked up
Bad bitch counting up my blues
Hoe, is you ready? For the rapper za
You won't know who is who
Bad bitch, she wanna suck me up
Then wanna be my boo
(Ooh)
(Perc, you killed this)
Yeah
Come on, n***a
Come on then
Come on
Let me tell ya
Come on, n***a
Come on then
Come on
[Chorus]
These jits gon' die behind they bitch
Before they die behind they partner
Bought the Glock while tryna spin some shit
Tryna make that boy a goner
You say you street? Say you been outside?
Okay, ask your momma
We bent your block and let the Draco hit
The shit hot like a sauna
Oh, woe in the SRT
Going fast, smoke zaza out the pack
That jit won't die behind that glick
He stressed out, firing up a black
I think she love the dick, the way she screaming
"KK, bae, come back."
In love with flippin' shit
Tryna put a pussy in a pack
Huh, you ain't 'bout nothing
We had asked your partner too
In the crib, been OD geeked up
Bad bitch counting up my blues
Hoe, is you ready? For the rapper za
You won't know who is who
Bad bitch, she wanna suck me up
Then wanna be my boo
(Ooh)
[Verse 1]
Boy, what the fuck?
These n***as hella pussy
Going through the bity
Made that Draco hit a rookie
Don't got time for none of that tit for tat
Ain't no playing boogie
You better stay on P's
'Cause when I swing the glee'
Your ass wasn't looking
[Verse 2]
Huh, blaw!
Popped an opp bitch in the head
Now that n***a dead
I been counting blues, but lately
Swiss been putting shit on red
Put a bop behind that Glock
Hit his top and turned him sped
It ain't no reboot in real life
Your ass staying dead
[Chorus]
These jits gon' die behind they bitch
Before they die behind they partner
Bought the Glock while tryna spin some shit
Tryna make that boy a goner
You say you street? Say you been outside?
Okay, ask your momma
We bent your block and let the Draco hit
The shit hot like a sauna
Oh, woe in the SRT
Going fast, smoke zaza out the pack
That jit won't die behind that glick
He stressed out, firing up a black
I think she love the dick, the way she screaming
"KK, bae, come back."
In love with flippin' shit
Tryna put a pussy in a pack
Huh, you ain't 'bout nothing
We had asked your partner too
In the crib, been OD geeked up
Bad bitch counting up my blues
Hoe, is you ready? For the rapper za
You won't know who is who
Bad bitch, she wanna suck me up
Then wanna be my boo
(Ooh)