c*ckaroachez lyrics

[Chorus]
I open can up spray the raid, n*ggas c*ckroaches
You chasing pus*y not no bag you cannot be focused
b*tch I'm in the field every day, so I gotta tote it
New clip, kill a n*gga before I reload it
I'm reloaded now pull on his block, and straight blow it down
We loading up like Bitcoin, but it’s going down
b*tch I be with real hittas don’t give a f*ck bout going down
Gave 'em a ounce for everybody now he blowing pounds

[Verse]
You a crash dummy a f*ck n*gga, you be holding out yo' brothas
Ain't seen you in weeks you and yo' b*tch keep going out
I'm a lil' dummy, real n*gga, I be blowing out I'm po’d off this 4 ain't gon' remember if I smoke 'em now
AP, in the Gucci bag, get to blowing out I'm toting on some sh*t make Donald Trump go bring the soldiers out
n*gga, you a non-factor
I pop yo' ass in front of yo' lil' b*tch she pay my bond aftеr
n*gga, I caught manslaughter
I dropped 'em off on Ann Road I nеver been to Ann Harbor
Firebomb a n*gga crib like it’s Pearl Harbor
Caught 'em snoozing popped 'em in his sleep now his world darker
I can’t pick yo' hoe ass up that’s gon' be even harder
I'll swing through, stick you up b*tch I'm Peter Parker
I just let off every clip I need to see a barber
Get the b*tch picture then get wacked, now you see it larger
Young black n*gga, I be in the field gotta watch my back n*gga
f*ck rap n*gga, somebody might get killed b*tch we click clack n*ggas I don't lack n*gga, the f*ck you mean scrap?
My n*ggas scratch n*ggas for the scratch n*gga
Have you on yo' ass or yo' back n*gga
[Chorus]
I open can up spray the raid, n*ggas c*ckroaches
You chasing pus*y not no bag you cannot be focused
b*tch I'm in the field every day, so I gotta tote it
New clip, kill a n*gga before I reload it
I'm reloaded now pull on his block, and straight blow it down
We loading up like Bitcoin, but it’s going down
b*tch I be with real hittas don’t give a f*ck bout going down
Gave 'em a ounce for everybody now he blowing pounds

[Outro]
Now he riding round with a 100 round
Tryna hit something
I told 'em if it ain't no headshot he ain't getting nothing
n*gga told me “Shh” I'm on the job
It's gon' get done, and ain't gon' be no discrimination if his b*tch run