SECOND WARNING lyrics

by

.223Jerm


[Verse 1: .223Jerm]
b*tches tryna rob they gone catch this tech
Aimin at yo mans and I'm aimin at yo head
Pumpin on supreme while you pumpin on lead
f*ckin on your sister then I f*ck her best friend
Pull up at the scene then I let it just pop
Said you really bout it like n*gga no stop
Man I hear the cops gotta watch out for my spot
Get the crack rock gotta hide it in my sock
Got my n*ggas whippin dope
They do shipments on the low
When we pull up watch yo dome
f*ck yo b*tch then she get trolled
50 extendo when I load my clip
Aimin it through and it's all at yo crib
I don't give a f*ck probably might shoot your kids
n*gga know me cause I'm all about my chips

[Verse 2: UNOFROMPLUTO]
I bought my green by my broccoli
b*tch I'm hardcore like I'm holly
Got that hoe geeked up off molly
And she jump on my di*k like a ollie
I beat his ass for the cash and the work
Why he act big he a [?] gettin merked
b*tches in the back got wet like surf
I got hoes sippin perfect slurps
If he act hard I might kill him no joke
I made that b*tch gimme weed from the store
That n*gga cappin he ain't with the cult
She suck my di*k while I [?]
f*ck b*tch
On my f*ck sh*t
Told that drum clip
I'm bout to dump sh*t
Been up on my dumb sh*t
Ay I got the dump b*tch
On my f*ck sh*t
On my
Yuh ok
[Verse 3: 83HADES]
83
Ay
Bust down her walls like [?] interior
How I'm boutta blow this f*ckin rocket like I'm Syria
Eat your hoe for breakfast [?] cereal
My choppa gettin serious I put him on his period
Smokin K2 lil b*tch I go delirious
Straight f*ckin faggot stop talkin bout you curious
I be eatin up your hoe
And I'm murderin the floor
Imma really up a pole and this b*tch let it blow
Sold my soul to the devil just for it lil bro
Got my Glock on my hip I'm in love with the snow
Robin jeans on me and you know they hang low
She a xanax shawty she a fiend for the dope
Imma put his body in a hole
Imma put his body in a hole
Ay RVR3
Imma put his body in a hole
Imma put his body in a hole
RVR3

[Verse 4: .223Jerm]
b*tches tryna rob they gone catch this tech
Aimin at yo mans and I'm aimin at yo head
Pumpin on supreme while you pumpin on lead
f*ckin on your sister then I f*ck her best friend
Pull up at the scene then I let it just pop
Said you really bout it like n*gga no stop
Man I hear the cops gotta watch out for my spot
Get the crack rock gotta hide it in my sock
Got my n*ggas whippin dope
They do shipments on the low
When we pull up watch yo dome
f*ck yo b*tch then she get trolled
50 extendo when I load my clip
Aimin it through and it's all at yo crib
I don't give a f*ck probably might shoot your kids
n*gga know me cause I'm all about my chips
[Verse 5: UNOFROMPLUTO]
I-I-I-I beat his ass for the cash and the work
Why he act big he a [?] gettin merked
b*tches in the back got wet like surf
I got hoes sippin perfect slurps
If he act hard I might kill him no joke
I made that b*tch gimme weed from the store
That n*gga cappin he ain't with the cult
She suck my di*k while I [?]
f*ck b*tch
On my f*ck sh*t
Told that drum clip
I'm bout to dump sh*t
Been up on my dumb sh*t
Ay I got the dump b*tch
On my f*ck sh*t
On my
Yuh

[Verse 6: 83HADES]
Ay
Bust down her walls like [?] interior
How I'm boutta blow this f*ckin rocket like I'm Syria
Eat your hoe for breakfast [?] cereal
My choppa gettin serious I put him on his period
Smokin K2 lil b*tch I go delirious
Straight f*ckin faggot stop talkin bout you curious
I be eatin up your hoe
And I'm murderin the floor
Imma really up a pole and this b*tch let it blow
Sold my soul to the devil just for it lil bro
Got my Glock on my hip I'm in love with the snow
Robin jeans on me and you know they hang low
She a xanax shawty she a fiend for the dope
Imma put his body in a hole-
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