Violation

(Album: Solitary Konfinement - 2019)

They askin how you doing
Well let me break it down to you
Michael Phelps shit, fell inside that water like a scuba
Lil Quin came home, yeah, they released another shooter
Give a nigga nightmares calling Quin "Freddy Krueger"
His head hotter than a bitch, might have to throw him in the cooler
No, we don't ride in ubers bitch I'd rather pull up in a scooter
Choppa come from Cuba
Like I'm a handgun recruiter
Beefing on the internet
He only talk on the computer
We got pistols on that plan
We be clutching on that Delta
Any man never need a gang or a helper
[?] marching band like I've always been a stepper
I'll send my wolf just to blow down your shelter
These niggas playing hide and seek
Why they dodging me?
Took the game up outta reef
My nigga shot a 3
Niggas screaming that it's beef
Why it gotta be?
Call that boy Miami Heat
Nobody hot as me
Repenting for my sins I know karma out to get me
These niggas ain't my friends just like Calboy yeah they envy
Roll a dutch smoke another opp an' put em 6 ft
Calculating all the other blunts it's one too many
Give his ass a shot no liquor ain't talking Remy
No, we not scared of nobody, no we don't fear any
Probation's just a word I'm still clutching the semi
Take a nigga bitch and feel her out so we can jimmy
Strip her butt naked, I want ass out and titties
Hell nah Johnny, just chill bro, you tripping
Lean in my cup so don't ask what I be sipping
Robbing was a hobby, killing niggas is addicting
Like a water park we gon' slide if he slipping
Sneak dissing, niggas getting killed and end up missing
So, if it ain't direct, please, don't put me in your mentions
I done lost my mind, so much shit I be forgetting
But now I'm on another level, this shit can't get no better
Like what to do with all this cheddar, make it rain like the weather
Gave a Glock to my lil steppa, no we don't clutch Beretta
Flyer than a fucking feather, got my crew [?]
Like whachu wanna do we can take it we ain't playing fair
Glocks got extensions like a bitch with some baby hair
Never been a stingy type of nigga I was known to share
You catch me with two Glocks yeah I got one to spare
Put a nigga ass in a seat give that boy a chair
Presidential stick hit his ass he need Obamacare
Knock a nigga out his britches, right out his underwear
Tryna swim with them sharks, they'll take you under there
Thinking of a master plan just to get up out these streets
Niggas creep tryna pull you down just to keep a G
But Imma eat got up off my ass no I can't be a leech
So I'm just playing in the sand cuz they said life a beach