HOMICIDE FREESTYLE lyrics

[Verse 1]
.223 loaded, extendin my clip
Bullets not missin, I empty ur crib
Takin ur wifey, ur life and ur kids
Stop all the talkin, stop actin legit
Dont give a f*ck bout your mof*ckin faggotry
Body gone drop thats a mof*ckin tragedy
I'm sippin wock while i'm snortin on ketamine
Stop actin tough you get f*cked b*tch, fatality
Pull up on me you die first
Pay me for a verse
I'm savin ya song lika nurse
Ridin round inna hearse
Feel like a psycho i'm doin the worst
Yuh, my name is cursed
Snatchin ur mof*ckin purse
I wish i could turn on this life in reverse (brrrr)
Ay, yuh
All of this ice on my neck so frozen
Butterfly, homicide b*tch cut u open
S/O to fans yeah feelin f*ckin chosen
Shoppin on the gas rollin up ye I'm smokin (gas)
AR in my motherf*ckin trenchcoat
Dont give a f*ck boutta bankroll
Dont give a sh*t bout the hate tho
U want feat thats a no-go
Pull up at ya door with a GoPro
Shoot up ya place on a video bro
After that smokin on u inna bowl
[Verse 2]
I dont wanna talk about it
Pull up when I hear about it
b*tch I got Glock I'm walkin
In my head alotta talkin
Got ur b*tch and I put my c*ck in
Off the shrooms I'm inna c*ckpit
Drop a body onna carpet
You need crack u know I got
I don't really f*ck with all this ppl thats another story
I don't really need nobody else I'm findin all my glory
I can't trust nobody all these ppl actin f*ckin phoney
Talk alot of sh*t I'm pistolwhippin on ur f*ckin homie
Pull up with a motherf*ckin stick let it hit
Got a lotta f*ckin burners for my bros n the clique
Imma catch a f*ckin body yeah these thoughts make me sick
Got a lotta f*ckin problems never thought I'm loosin it

[Switch Up / Verse 3]
S/O to Vermin he finally back
ELE n me smokin heavy on pack
b*tch suck my di*k ye she gimme sum neck
All of these rappers are whack thats a fact
S/O to Naxxy we robbin a bank
AVE n me blowin a mof*ckin check
Icyred grippin the mof*ckin tec
And im goin so crazy im chasin the bag