Subconsciously lyrics

[Intro]
AK Bandamont n*gga
I get bands a lot n*gga
You know that

[Verse 1]
n*gga said he wanted brick wrap, I told him come wrap it
The drake hang with kickback, the sh*t outstanding
I just popped a couple yerks, and now I'm out the planet
n*gga said something slick to me, now he about to vanish
The first shot gonna get your head tapped, I ain't about to panic
My first thought "I'll push your heads back, and they ain't about to stand it"
Subconsciously, leave the crib with a pole on me, no I did not plan it
Subconsciously, my mind telling me things that I cannot fathom
I shot him up, his man done took off running, no we did not battle (Skrr)
In a Hellcat, this b*tch grey, this is not phantom
I just took an axe, wrote his name in blood, but this is not --
I just whacked a n*gga, he might've been my blood, but I couldn't stand him
Bro caught a body and flew like 20 states, so thеy couldn't jam him
Was at my granny house, selling Marilyn Manson, had on a pair of 'jamas
Put the pills in this b*tch coochiе, made her panoramic
This b*tch a freak, I use her for the road, this n*gga ate her hairy
With his b*tch ass, Scary Larry
White b*tch, I made her do a roar, sound like Katy Perry
I might call this one, get very scary
Cause every time them n*ggas leave the crib, they get brains buried, it's coming soon
I'm in a party woke up tripping, I don't know who to shoot
We-a, spend em all n*ggas end up missing, that's any one of you
When I, hit them all b*tches be all on my di*k, but she a buggie boo
She-a p*ssed me off, just know I hit them all and I'm just f*cking you
Now she done like "Who dat?" I said don't worry cause he ain't f*ck you
I was in the traps and the beat trying to stack Ms to get the W
They tried to tax, pay all my tax, I got 2 cats I'm out The W
I got 2 packs like Lunchibles, backpacks with a bust tool
Caught him dangling at the party, dead bust fool
I Mike Vick your ass about a dog, I got a bunch of food
This one n*gga acting like the law, I might bust you
I'll blow your brains away before I trust you
This one b*tch kitty kinda stank, I wouldn't f*ck you
I'll sell your granny meth and I'll drug you
I probably sold your granny meth and probably drugged you
I wish that b*tch would've OD'd in the club too
The f*ck I look like buying a pint and pulling up ---
I just bought a pound, I'm about to blow this b*tch tonight, I'm rolling up zooted
I'm stupid high came to the crib in this rolling up doobies
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I got the suit and tie but I'm out f*cking up banks, I should teach students
Every drill I ever been on, n*ggas died, I think I should teach shooting
I'm tryna show my little cousins how to be ---
The see their mans get shot they knew brodie was dead, he shouldn't be drooling