I stay rippin' n***a tracks out hotter than wax, y 'all
So tell me why you act so,
yo I max cause I make a n***a black
So it's time to relax, yo,
until you all collapse, so
Fuck it, it's hardly that,
the guard is gettin' tired
You don't wanna say that,
could catch a cardiac relapse, nigga
Why?
The guard is back,
so you don't want nothin' no matter how you react
Blows you black and blue,
you frontin' your back
Choose whatever the route
that you choose
Wounds so horrendous,
forensic to get the analyzer to bruise
Blows be never comin' singular,
they comin' in twos
My crew be startin' to ruckus
once I get in the cues
The blast from the triggers,
they're the best from all of my dudes
Me the shit that make you niggas
run up outta your shoes
We make you back down,
havin' the facts down
With all the noise we be makin',
you could even see the shit on the news
Burnt out,
so you don't know nothin' about it
Uh -uh -uh -uh -uh -uh -uh
Turn me up some
Yo, the heat from off the street'll
burn you up some
Yo, this shit,
I'm sure the spit'll hurt you up some
I'm sayin',
but you don't know nothin' about it
Uh -uh -uh -uh -uh -uh -uh
Turn me up some
Yo, now drink a fifth of ya,
I can hurl it up some
Yo, just bang it in the truck
and turn it up some
I'm sayin',
now watch me get a nigga fast
Like them bitches with no ass,
you corny niggas low class
Yo, I be flash on em, then
I go and smash
Couple hoes and then splash on em,
flickin' a little ash on em
From the blunt we smokin',
keep a chick chokin'
Got em open with flows, I suppose
And make em soak in they clothes
Keep this shit to make em sniff
and make em open they nose
Got em fucked up,
stuck just like they strikin' a pose
Yo, we gainin' weight, nah,
it's just my pockets that swole
From keepin' niggas while
I'm while they drivin'
Smackin' the pole, a one, two, yeah
See, perhaps while I hold me a stack
Hatin' niggas block, holdin' me back
Yo, you fool niggas plottin'
against the god
Best be holdin' a strap
Cause how we comin' through,
you know it's a wrap
Move with the crew of guerrilla dudes,
you know when to clap
I'll blow some shit from off of the
earth for the face of the map
Yo, so take that
Once we give it to you, ain't
no fakin' a jack
It's funny how you find
your face in a trap
Little bitch nigga frontin'
like he ready to scrap
You better off actin' pussy,
tryna give me a dab
Stayin' focused on fulfillin' a dream
The way we spark up and
spit a fire to flame
Probably killin' your team
Fuckin' scenario of helicopters
Turnin' this shit up ,
if you and your peoples ain't hearin' me proper
I'm sayin', you don't know
nothin' about it
Turn me up some
Yo, the heat from off the street'll
burn you up some
Yo, this shit I'm sure to spit'll
hurt you up some
I'm sayin',
but you don't know nothin' about it
Turn me up some
Yo, now drink a fifth of yak
and hurl it up some
Yo, just bang it in the truck
and turn it up some
I'm sayin',
but y 'all know nothin' about it
Yo, the
God level peak on ten
Engaging with the gin,
I play to win while y 'all get blown in the wind
Fuck them friends that
claim how close they be
I got toast with me and that's
how it's supposed to be
Trust you, I think not
Twisting the black pot,
I rep for have -nots
Momentum can't stop,
L -U -M -I
Captain of the barge,
Bill with guards
My fan base globe was large
Bust a bust
Illuminati, snoring your party
Trying to have a good time,
but niggas is rowdy
Came to do the track,
cut the check and I'm outtie
Inhalin' that pH from 49th and
Lowry
Write this down in your diary
This a classic move,
I'm passin' dudes
Words, so turn me up some
Uh -huh, and
God need a lot of that lump sum, huh?
Quick, fast, and dump some, huh?
But y 'all know nothin' about it, words
Turn me up some, yo
The heat from off the street'll
burn you up some
Yo, this shit,
I'm sure the spit'll hurt you up some
I'm sayin',
but you don't know nothin' about it
Turn me up some
Yo, now drink a
Fifa, yeah, I can earl it up some
Yo, just bang it in the truck
and turn it up some