200 Round Clip

(앨범: Voodoo - 2015)

Nigga, don't get it twisted, homie
Remember who the fuck I am, nigga
Nah fuck that , lemme show you
Two-hundred round!

(First gear)
I make a murder with 2 hundred rounds of venom, I get in 'em
Make you wish you had a wish, your bitches super soak in denim
I be in some sicker shit you wanna bitch about it
bring your bitch around and we gon see if she will let you in
I make her friend and take her end up on the rubber undercover
When I smother anyone give me a minute and some butter
I don't talk about it better be about it
Never doubt a motherfucker who done spent a gang of time up in the gutter

(Switch gears!)
Putting the work in, ain't no buster
Feeling the rush and put 'em in dust
On top of the roof I'm ready to bust
I'm chopping 'em all into minimal nuts
And dropping them all into the bus
I fill the streets up with they death, Beretta issue
[will I bitch around and put you on the bus?]
Quit your bitching and your dissing, don't nobody even listen
But to mention that you wish you busting back to pay attention
But you weep before you speak
You better thinking about the demon coming up
into the house to meet you with the blood and cut the tension

Open 'em up when they mumble a word about the Brainsick,
I behave like I ain't got no common sense
I mean I'm really on the fence
I'll turn your meat up into mince
I'm making samples out you bitches
I'll be damned if I'mma let you go to sleep before I rinse
Your blood up on my hand I take you deep into the voodoo ritual
You probably thought about it, "shit, I'll diss him in a video
And maybe he'll respond and boost my music"
And I lose a couple thousand followers
And quit your job because you finna blow!