AW sh*t (feat. UNDEAD PAPI) lyrics

(Verse 1 : UNDEAD PAPI)
Monster under the bed hide your feet
Razor blades all on my teeth
Geeked up off amphetamines
Tool out the window f*cking tweak
Masked up at your crib trick or treat
n*ggas can't run from the beast
A n*gga bring Iraq to these streets
When I pull the big tool killstreak
This sh*t just a game C.O.D
n*ggas tryin' to say that I cheat
Spawn kill your new-born aw sh*t!
Ima' f*ck your B.M. arbys
When I pull up to the crib she gets the meats
Ima' point it at her eye then skeet
Ima' grimy ass n*gga 'ona g
Ima' grimy ass n*gga 'ona g, b*tch
n*ggas talkin' always bluffin'
I just pull up to they function
My tool do not know discussion
Roll up blunt with your dead cousin
I don't aim like it's no Russian
Spin the block I just keep bussin'
Shoot your body 'till it's nothin'
U.I.D. It's so disgusting!
Pull up with a shank n*gga Samurai Jack
Tool with a blade I don't know how to act
A n*gga got P.E. 'cause the tool bust fast
Teeth V.V's I blow through the racks
Slide with the glizzy got the jakes on my ass
Whippin' lawn mowers for the snakes in the grass
F.M.J's fill a n*gga brain with the brass
See through these n*ggas ain't no stain on the glass
Heat push a b*tch n*gga wig right back
Break 'em down the middle like a f*cking Kit-Kat
Break a n*gga face I don't ever f*cking lack
Curb stomp a b*tch 'till your f*cking neck snap
Gorilla in these streets I don't need a f*cking strap
Rip with the blade leave your f*cking face slashed
pus*y buck what's up ima' merk all you fags
Ima' merk all you fags!
(Verse 2 : TAJ THA GOD)