Drilluminati 2 lyrics

[Verse: King Louie]
n*ggas say they be one hundred
AK whole one hundred, 2-1 that's two hundred
Shorty f*ck that's free, n*ggas b*tch on me
Kush smoke like D, move on, good D
Trap tippin, good D
OZ I'm D cash
Books on wrack, book some D cash
Pop on, bust a new hit
Murd a n*gga like a new beat
Shoot a n*gga like a video
Go this puppin summer pumpin' video
No lack of thirty in the poe
Little funny moves, shoot him in his nose
Drop a n*gga like an interview
Go shooters shoot when they get the cube
These f*ck boys ain't bullet proof
But it's neither up, don't be bullet fools
Shoot him in his head, call it bullet head
Treat em like a pistol, leave him full of lead
Prison n*gga in the small, but the ass bigger
Louie be a winner, bigger n*gga
Can't mean to war a individual
Gave money dumpin' out of random
Your car, spent that on the dental
MOB, man these hoes simple, pop a f*ck boy like a pimple
Down wit acting, shoot em in this pimple
My b*tches say I got all of them b*tches
Must I forget I'm callin' them b*tches
Them boys .. b*tches
My daddy told me go hard on them b*tches
Amen to me I'm a God to these b*tches
God to these n*ggas still got come and get em
Hunting and smoke blunt to these hitters
Someone go smoke hard with the hitters
I swear to God I go harder than n*ggas
Be in the streets more than other them n*ggas
Shoutout to them I'm with all of my n*ggas
You can get smoked trynna poke as a joke
That ain't your girl, yo man she is a ho
When I'm in your crib I get head and go
Disrespecting gets you invisible