Sour Punch Kids lyrics

by

BabyTron


[Intro]
Marc Boomin, this you?

[Verse 1: Kasher Quon]
Hot as hell in the whip, riding with three pistols
I just blew a n*gga crib up with three missiles
Riding in a Scat Pack, look like a green pickle
I drink red, lame n*ggas sip green liquor
I just rode through yo hood and you wasn't in it
I can't meet you for the sauce, you gotta come get it
This a baby Draco with a drum in it
Hit her from the back, she keep saying, "Put yo thumb in it"

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Talking 'bout fighting, do I look like Triple H?
I'ma let this Glock punch you like a middleweight
Been on the road for two days and I'm still awake
I ain't hopping out my bag 'less I'm hopping in some pape
Feel like Tim Duncan, I been scoring in the bank
I ain't a shrimp but it's sitting on my dinner plate
Time is money, I refuse to be a minute late
Quon pulled up with a .40 looking for some pistol play

[Verse 3: StanWill]
Got a piece for every puzzle but you hoes still a mystery
Left my old b*tch in the past, history
I done jugged another granny off the trickery
Real slimeball, pray that God don't see the sin in me
I don't know what you thought but it's not this
My shooter wear glasses, dawg, he will not miss
He couldn't start out wide receiver, how he drop sh*t
Swear to God I love Chase, I just pop six
[Verse 4: TrDee]
Made two in one play, boy, I really made a ten
Game breaker on, boy, I'm finna break the rim
Thirty day grind, I ain't finna get a [?]
She ask who I am, told that lil' b*tch I'm him
Skinny-ass n*gga, still was flexing in the gym
Jumped in with the sharks, I ain't know how to swim
White b*tch, big booty, bro, almost called her "Kim"
I'll let them .223s go and rip through his limbs

[Verse 5: Kasher Quon, BabyTron, StanWill, & TrDee]
b*tches see me out in traffic like, "Damn, that's really him"
Fifty for a eighth, b*tch, I'm smoking on Chemdawg
Get yo b*tch off my balls
This some super Cookie, got me bouncing off the walls
Lil' b*tch bugging, I'ma spray her with the OFF!
Pass dawg a map, brodie out here looking lost
I f*ck up the mall, you still worried about the cost
sh*ttyBoyz broke? b*tch, that's false
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