Hell Pup lyrics

[Intro]
Brrrrr, brrrrr, PCF in here, yeah, yeah
Rock this sh*t the f*ck out, Hari

[Chorus]
I go hell pup, shawty switched out the reggie for the drum
I just got the word, i'm tryna pull up, swerve, see what he on
I know n*ggas claim they steppin, in real life them pussies don't
b*tch this clappin' sh*t not what you want, n*gga better off at his home
I get money, lost my first whip, f*cked up a thirty-ball
I'm talmbout' next day i was in a brand new whip and at the mall
I do sh*t that n*ggas can't so they get mad but they won't drop they balls
I heard a rap n*gga ass tryna set me up, sh*t i'm tryna kill 'em all

{Verse}
At five i seen a dead body, i was young so it had shocked me
pus*y n*gga tried to pop me, i'm on point so they can't stop me
I was in that whip one deep, tryna work that stick like Ricky Bobby
They playin games, send an opp n*gga ass straight to the lobby
I been prayin to the lord but every day i think bout death
I be all alone, talking to myself like "T don't step"
Damn, my cousin gone, i'm kinda still slick mad that he ain't here
Damn my buddy gone, got him for a body, he ain't trip
I'm tryna see what he on, buddy ass an opp, i see it clear
I'm rockin' diamond chains, he reach, this b*tch go bangbus off the rip
He f*ck with them bottomfeeders, cuz lil buddy ass a shrimp
Slam dunk a pus*y with the hell pup, might break off the rim
.762 like a 50 cal i slang it then break off the rim
I dont give no f*ck long as i hit him, damn i'm mad that pus*y lived
Call up Jmane he gone get him, he like "Lil T what it is?"
Llama llama, red pajama, this hell pup a f*ckin spitter
I heard that my man be tryna get me knocked off
I dont know why he actin like he dont know T a top dog
I'll go shot for shot and Glock for Glock till he get topped off
My youngins in the jail go pop a dose, lets get it popped off
[Chorus]
I go hell pup, shawty switched out the reggie for the drum
I just got the word, i'm tryna pull up, swerve, see what he on
I know n*ggas claim they steppin, in real life them pussies don't
b*tch this clappin' sh*t not what you want, n*gga better off at his home
I get money, lost my first whip, f*cked up a thirty-ball
I'm talmbout' next day i was in a brand new whip and at the mall
I do sh*t that n*ggas can't so they get mad but they won't drop they balls
I heard a rap n*gga ass tryna set me up, sh*t i'm tryna kill 'em all