Full Of sh*t lyrics

by

10kkev



[Intro: 10kKev]
(Trapboy 3k)
Let me talk to 'em

[Verse: 10kKev, Teejayx6 & Kasher Quon]
I'm precautious, all my whips windows bulletproof
Touching ‘everybody ‘til I get you, like it's "Duck, Duck, Goose"
Got a crazy trigger finger on me, that b*tch shoot, shoot, shoot
Pulled up to they album release party, you heard "Do, do, do"
n*ggas got a problem with me, but they won't address it publicly
If they did, they'd be dead, so it's good for them, luckily
Military SIG Pistol bullet look like a Fruit Loop
Green and Yellow outfit on, you look like a Fruit Loop
My insides turn more purple every time I pour Wockhardt deuce
Blocked this one n*gga, he was hating on my YouTube
Shot a hole in the wall with an AK, I need a new room
Woke up out my sleep, somebody was tryna break in my room
f*cking 'round with my white boys, I just did a couple of 'shrooms
Paid fifteen hundred just to get my sh*t too groomed
Purchased twenty phones to buy my tape off iTunes
Putting n*ggas onto songs, if you ain't catch on, you buffoon
Robbed a middle school full of kids, it was Bethune
Set myself on fire tryna smoke in a dark room
Robbed my lil’ cousin and dressed up with a costume
Just seen a bum ass n*gga at the gas station sellin' perfume
When your mans die, I'm p*ssing on his tomb stone
Use a translator, just to talk to juggs from Rome
Beating on your b*tch, cause Dynamic Duo on her phone
Bust my cousin ass for two thousand playing Ping-Pong
Bust him in the head with a bottle, he got ringworms
I just committed third degree murder on a teenager
He just tried to up a bankroll, but it was green paper
Asked a n*gga for a Backwood, he pulled out a green Swisher
Asked a n*gga, "Where the Hi-Tech?", He pulled out dark liquor
At 13 years old, I lost my virginity to my babysitter
Just killed a old man, he kept looking at my baby sister
You need to stop promoting show prices, cause ain't nobody booking here
He wrote a whole book of statements, and they still end up booking him
He wore some Black Forces to school, and everybody started cooking him
Left a dead body by that liquor store on Fullerton
You a deadbeat father and you broke, you full of sh*t
[Outro]
DeAndre, you ain't sh*t
I've been asking you to buy some baby milk for the last 3 months, and you couldn't even do it
You full of sh*t
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