Bottom floor lyrics

[Intro]
After all, humanity's truest form is evil
Die, haha

[Verse 1: Tsun]
b*tch, I roll wit' a stick
Roll wit' a 9 n*gga, carry the blick
One shot to his head, you know we won't miss
I'm moving the weight, I'm moving them bricks
(blatt, blatt)

[Verse 2: Tsun]
Please shut the f*ck up my n*gga
Nobody cares, on god we don't
Big ass choppa on me, that sh*t my shoot at the air
*cough, cough*
Big ass Glock on me, my n*gga I do not care
Roll wit' a stock on me, that n*gga not getting a share (what the f*ck)
He not no top floor boss, b*tch you's a square
He can not be him, that n*gga imposter
Your hoe on my team, your hoe on my roster
Most of these pus*y ass n*ggas is farther
If she wanna f*ck, I'm not gonna stop her

[Verse 3: funeral]
AR-15 leave his ass wit' a doctor
I be riding around wit' a choppa
Nerd mothеrf*cker, get stuffed in a lockеr
Know yo' b*tch sucking di*k for a dollar
Know yo' hoe tryna f*ck me, ain't wit' that
Man down, this sh*t got kick back
Man down, is wit' his b*tch flat
If he rob me I'm getting my sh*t back
If he rob me I'm coming, I'm killing his momma
And send my exam, get a big lap
Yeah, trip bout my brother, like a big mac
Hit my brother and get hit back
Fangs in my mouth like Riff Raff
I'm in yo' house Ima lick that
[Verse 4: Tsun]
Can't f*ck wit' no rat, can't be no snitch
Walk in the party like gimme that sh*t
I got a Glock on my side in case a n*gga wanna be hating
I got a G19 my n*gga, you know we ain't fading
Hop in the SRT my n*gga, you know that we racing
Hop in the party I need me a thottie
Beat a n*gga ass, we bloodied the body
I'm off of the X, I'm off of the molly
I just hit ATL, I'm wit' d0lly
Am I getting racks n*gga? Prolly
Am I going up n*gga? Prolly