Temper lyrics

Everyone is dead
What?
My n*gga AyooLii did this b*tch n*gga
(Yeah, yeah, gang)

Bands bussin in my f*ckin pockets like a orgasm (Bussin')
Mylan forgot the chop at the crib then I send gore at him (I send gore at him)
n*gga wasn't fazed by a few shots then I send more at him (Fah! Fah!)
Homicides in the city everyday getting more random (Yup)

I ain't make no blue strips today, I throw a temper tantrum (f*ck!)
Call of Duty shotty with a drum, cht, caught him campin (Cht, Bah!)
Goddamn, that's another f*cking face gone (Goddamn!)
Boy what the f*ck you doing with fake Bape on? (What the f*ck you doing?)
Take that sh*t off!
You is not a drippy n*gga (No!)
Maz G got me pointin' fingers, but I am not snitching n*gga (Never)
Pulled so many blues out the bank they thought I was Crippin’ n*gga (What?)
Balenci's with no damn laces, I'm not trippin' n*gga (big Balenci’s)
Rolling up like Boyz n the Hood I'll make him get to skipping n*gga (RICKY!)
Fat body skrt with the vroom how I'm tippin' n*gga (skrrt)
Room service, mop his ass up, you tryna tip a n*gga? (Mop his ass up)
Why you clutchin' on that stick, acting hard, my sh*t itchin n*gga
I'm with big steppers like it’s Stomp The Yard, they gone get you n*gga (n*gga, what?)
I'm pushing full court press, never cherry-pickin n*gga (I'm pressin n*gga)
What the f*ck is wrong?
You never seen some lean in Lipton n*gga? (what?)
Ridin' with that strap out, like I'm tryna whip a n*gga (Yah)
Fat rolls in my pocket talkin Peter Griffin n*gga (Griffin n*gga)
Who the f*ck is Wesson? I don't know but I got Smithen n*gga (I got Smith & Wesson)
I got missiles in this b*tch in case it’s war, I'm tryna hit a n*gga (Tryna hit a n*gga)
Like I'm streaming on a Twitch account, boy I'm tryna clip a n*gga (I'm tryna clip a n*gga)
All these n*ggas sound the same, here go something different n*gga (Huh?)
Big choppa go oodle aagh, I just whiffed a n*gga (Oodle aagh)
f*ck it nah, cht, cht, bah, boom, I just spliffed a n*gga (Bah boom!)
Like his ass was late to a class, I dismissed the n*gga (I dismissed him n*gga)

Bands bussing in my f*cking pockets like an orgasm
Mylan forgot the chop at the crib then I send gore at him (I send gore at him)
n*gga wasn't fazed by a few shots then I send more at him (Bah, Bah)
Homicides in the city everyday getting more random (n*gga what?)