Boy, meet my boy and right there at the door, dude
Boy, meet my boy and right there at the door
Easy, easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy come
Easy come, easy go
A lot of niggas poppin' * and end up gettin' their wings spittin'
Simpsy Mack a nigga known for smackin' jack and crackin' checks
Rough ass nigga, run your mouth and get your ass blowed off
Watch me put my sleeve back on, got my gag back, trippin', I drop it off
Planes get buried, flickin' tricks that try to piss in us
Get stuffed and zipped up in a body bag to let you know your ass been had
Bars and we get niggas lookin', throwin' up the wrong sign
I'm starin' at em' like they J. Cole, bitch, you ain't no friend of mine
Shooters do a sucker in a minute, don't you give a * about another nigga
If you feelin' good, you can be that nigga, like the rackers smack a nigga, like a nigga smack a bitch
You clucker, don't know what you're smackin', crackin' niggas down with the handle of my phone
So now you wishin' you could run your nigga, nigga, like we poppin' cars and drugs again
I got to show these niggas we been dealin' with, no playin' with assaulters
All my niggas keep a-fuckin' y'all, classify these niggas, niggas
Let's make a stand, * that bite like punches, see
Stupid hoes, easy come and easy go
Push the point right there, it's a go
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you up
Push the point right there, it's a go
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you up
Push the point right there, it's a go
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you up
Push the point right there, it's a go
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you up
Push the point right there, it's a go
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you up
I'm hangin' niggas with my niggas, dance and smilin'
Got a MAC-10 on the side of my hip, on rootin'
Ooh, lemme light side, bust a runnin' lip, smoke that only
Fudge a week while I'm sittin' back sippin' on Hennessy
I'm higher than three percent, I'm higher, thinkin'
Blankin', also creepin', I *** my y'all, bang low
This bitch is sick with snitch, don't start some *
Jump like you got hammer, close your eyes while I'm in the trick
Make a wish, got death blood in your lungs
And now you gaspin' for your last breath
Young nigga tryna outrun some hobo
Tips will trick you into your last step
See foster niggas run they mouth and eventually get they brain
And crack like MC Mack, we robbin' Spain
And snick a mug, hold what you got
My nine don't have no feelings
As I'm dishin' out those hollow vines
Triple six is a family killer
Cleanin' snitches and I'm mannin'
Smokin', poppin', droppin', what's the trick?
We rockin' for your weak and bleakness
Smoke pop in your face, now bitch, you shouldn't have * to say
Pray your pussy, nigga, nigga, Mack will always keep it
Time for a sucker, clucker, fucker, motherfucker, bump into your dime