c*ckaroachez lyrics

I open can up spray the raid, n*ggas c*ckroaches
You chasing pus*y not no bag you cannot be focused
b*tch im in the field every day, so i gotta tote it
New clip, kill a n*gga before i reload it
Im reloaded now pull on his block, and straight blow it down, we loading up like Bitcoin but it’s going down, b*tch i be with real hittas don’t give a f*ck bout going down, gave em a ounce for every body now he blowing pounds

Verse

You a crash dummy a f*ck n*gga, you be holding out yo brothas ain't seen you in weeks you and yo b*tch keep going out
Im a lil dummy, real n*gga, i be blowing out im po’d off this 4 ain't gon remember if i smoke em now - AP, in the Gucci bag, get to blowing out im toting on some sh*t make Donald Trump go bring the soldiеrs out, n*gga, you a non factor
I pop yo ass in front of yo lil b*tch she pay my bond after, n*gga, i caught manslaughter i droppеd em off on Ann Road i never been to Ann Harbor, firebomb a n*gga crib like it’s
Pearl Harbor - caught em snoozing popped em in his sleep now his world darker, i can’t pick yo hoe ass up that’s gon be even harder ill swing through, stick you up b*tch im Peter Parker, i just let off every clip i need to see a barber get the b*tch picture then get wacked, now you see it larger - young black n*gga
I be in the field gotta watch my back n*gga
f*ck rap n*gga, somebody might get killed b*tch we click clack n*ggas i dont lack n*gga, the f*ck you mean scrap? my n*ggas scratch n*ggas for the scratch n*gga, have you on yo ass or yo back n*gga

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Outro verse

Now he riding round with a 100 rd
Tryna hit something
I told em if it ain't no headshot he ain't getting nothing
n*gga told me “shh” im on the job
Its gon get done, and ain't gon be no discrimination if his b*tch run