Hmmm lyrics

by

Hotheadzz


[Emann, Jojo, Devo and Sumo]
Unexpected like a mixtape catch you at your crib if you're reading this it's too late
Point a choppa at a n*gga now he running like a track race
Catch a n*gga while he's waiting on his dinner cut his head off leave his ass with a full plate
n*gga talkin sh*t put the metal to his mouth now I call his ass brace face
(x2)
And your b*tch up for grabs like a sweepstake ima eat her ass like a cheesecake
Now we back to my place bust on her face with my nut like a toothpaste
Straight up at his crib like its home alone mac up to his face you would think he had a lipstick on
Price on his head hella ice like a sled make a n*gga freeze up like frozone
Put the chrome to a n*gga dome now his ass stuck like he need a couple chromosome
I'm at your door like a ding dong I'll serve you like ping pong
And your b*tch say my name like I'm Mike Jones I'ma eat her ass like some neck bones
Choppa ring like a telephone shoot him in his stomach you'd a think a n*gga belly gone
Say I rap like a sing along and they got it playing on there phone like a ringtone
Big di*k king kong took her to the crib then I put the whole team on
I just got some cash on the flip sh*t bought your b*tch some toms so shes playing for the patriots
Always first never second I'm a god in the heavens when I die im a legend on my Drake sh*t
Pull up on yo block with a banana clip if a n*gga lackin I'ma turn him to banana split
I ch-ch-ch-chop sh*t body in pieces pick it up with some chopsticks
Pull up to the scene with a fat b*tch and you know I'm finna eat her ass like some catfish
I pull up like skrrrt peep out the window then I have to pop sh*t
Like herbo we kill sh*t we gon f*ck around and crack your b*tch like a base hit
I could turn your b*tch to my b*tch shawty outta hand f*ck around and ray rice sh*t
Channel 9 pronounced him dead laid him under bodies like a matress on a bed
Catch a n*gga tryin to run em n*gga shoot em in the side make him do the stanky leg
If you lacking you dead face shots push your eyeballs back to your head
n*ggas think its sweet til its bloodshed now he not responding to nobody like his phone dead
I ain't even going for his head chest shots leakin have him like he standing for the pledge
Got a bad b*tch layin in my bed watchin Spongebob while she give me fantastic head
Got yo girl in the backseat sweatin like an athlete now she on top like a bunkbed
Guns pointed at his head call his ass ebola how a pus*y n*gga spread
Four n*ggas got the whole world doing it got n*ggas teed up like a body on a crucifix
Me and my squad we up in this b*tch n*gga talkin sh*t we act a fool like ludacris
With your b*tch making movie clips slide in her ass like tuna fish
I come through shooting sh*t dropping bodies have a U-haul come and move sh*t
Shooters acting crazy like some lunatics
Uzi spit
Fill a n*gga up had his medulla split
Who is this?
n*gga we not new to this
True to this
Passing hoes to my bros we be alley-ooping sh*t

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