Violation lyrics

[Intro]
ArcazeOnTheBeat

[Verse]
They askin' "How you doin’?"
Well, let me break it down to you
Michael Phelps sh*t, fell inside that water like a scuba
Lil Quin came home, yeah, they released another shooter
Give a n*gga nightmares, call 'em Quin Freddy Krueger
His head hotter than a b*tch, might have to throw him in the cooler
No, we don't ride in Ubers, b*tch, I’d rather pull up in a scooter
Choppa come from Cuba like I'm a handgun recruiter
Beefin' on the internet, he only talk on the computer
We got pistols on the plane, we be clutchin' on our Delta
Any man never need a gang or a helper
Like pole marching band like I've always been a stepper
I'll send my wolf just to blow down your shelter
These n*ggas playin' hide and seek
Why they dodgin' me?
Took the game up out of reach
My n*gga shot a three
n*ggas screamin’ that it’s beef
Why it gotta be?
Call that boy Miami Heat
Nobody hot as me
Repenting for my sins, I know karma out to get me
These n*ggas ain't my friends, just like Calboy, yeah, they envy
Roll a dutch, smoke another opp and put ’em six feet
Calculating all the other blunts, it's one too many
Give his ass a shot, no liquor, ain't talking Remy
No, we ain't scared of nobody though, we don’t fear any
Probation's just a word, I'm still clutching the semi
Take a n*gga b*tch and fill her ass up wit' the Jimmy
Strip her butt naked, I want ass out and titties
Hell nah, Johnny, just chill bro, you tripping
Lean in my cup, so don't ask what I be sipping
Robbin' was a hobby, killing n*ggas is addicting
Li-li-like a water park we gon' slide if he slipping
Sneak dissing, n*ggas getting killed and end up missing
So, if it ain't direct, please, don't put me in your mentions
I done lost my mind, so much sh*t I be forgetting
But now I'm on another level, this sh*t can't get no better
Like what to do with all this cheddar? Make it rain like the weather
Gave a Glock to my lil' steppa, no, we don't clutch Beretta
Flyer than a f*cking feather, got my groove like it's Stella
I'm like what you wanna do? We can take it there, ain't playing fair
Glocks got extensions like a b*tch with some baby hair
Never been a stingy type of n*gga, I was known to share
You catch me with two Glocks, yeah, I got one to spare
Put a n*gga ass in a seat, give that boy a chair
Presidential sticks hit his ass, he need Obamacare
Knock a n*gga out his britches, right out his underwear
Tryna swim with them sharks, they'll take you under there
Thinking of a master plan just to get up out these streets
n*ggas creep, try to pull you down just to keep you deep
But I'm gon' eat, got up off my ass, no, I can't be a leech
So I'm just playin' in the sand 'cause they said life a beach