Chlorine lyrics

[Intro]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]

[Verse]
God-
Damn, I'm in my own zone, all alone
Riding all day long, run it home
Popping like a pistol, been a pro
Drop another Xan bar, and it's on
b*tches wanna tag along, tag along
I ain't with that friendly tone, hell no
I pull up in amazon, Rambo
Run up with that thing hand, handled
Let me shoot that sh*t out the window
Pap-pap-clack-clack at ya kinfolk
I'ma run my block off the strength tho
Gotta keep my eyes on you b*tch modes
I'ma whip that dope like, like, like
Smoke that dro like, like, like
Pour my four like, like, like
Serve that woah like, like, like
[Bridge]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]
Twist it, light it, hit it, bust it, [?]

[Outro]
Twist it up, run it up
I need a grip on that woah, woah
I need a zip of that smoke, smoke
Talking that tip but they don't know
Dont understand me, never played fairly
I take it you won't show
Try it, I'm always on go, go
Grip on that clipper like woah, woah