Lyrics

Yea Abom on that beat

They coming in shootin shi
Had to load my hollow tips
Pull out my mac and start spraying
Leave the bodies to the floor start decaying
I don't stop for nothing i'm insane going ham
When you see that muzzle flash you better scram
Too many thots to count, my body count going up and im not talkin banging

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Keep that uzi by my side it be slanging
You gay lookin flamboyant
I don't run outta ammo im voyant
Think you'll survive think again
One i pull the trigger your life gon end

Think I care i really don't
Think im a wuss i'm full blown
I'm doing the most
Think i'm crazy yet to be diagnosed
Murder on my mind 24 seven all the time

Put on the notes I got rhymes
Pop you then i put your name on my gun
Got 7 notches and ill add one more
Nothin i love more than seeing bodies drop to the floor
Try to run away introduce you to my steel cores
Walk in the store declaring war
Can't go through the door
Cause i'm waiting there with my mac
I'm the macster cause i ster chaos

Think I got losses you got more once these bullets hit your core
In your chest, send you into cardiac arrest
Black forces on my feet while she lickin on my meat
Ill curb stomp you with cleats leave you to rot
One more soul to the melting pot

They told me time will tell, but i cant wait any longer so i'm sending souls to hell
I dont overthink i just do, you calling me broke makin minimum wage
That's a disgrace
Im counting my cash
Im counting my bricks
Im counting my girls
Im counting my licks
Did the impossible
I shocked everyone

I don't love no more thats in the past
I only love myself and my bands
2 Glock double nines in my hands
I spend bands but i'm not alone
Lyrics in my phone i do the most but truth be told

My bars are cold so wear a coat to let em know
This boat gonna stay a float and that's for sure your girl is a hoe
We already know steady with the flows i think she cheating,
That's ok cause that boy gonna get a beating

He cant take a loss he hates me defeating
I'll wrestle anyone break their spine in half
Hit you in the calf
Your on the floor that deserves a laugh
Hit you one time that's a strike
Hit you two times i think your a dyke
Strike for the third time now your seeing birds fly

Roll a blunt lets get high
I'm invincible im on top of my game
Your dead if i see you in my lane
Act your height kid before you get tested
Cause you aint gonna be breathing when you staring down my wesson

Brough my m4 and i got some drummys with that too
You think i wont do nothing thats a myth nothin new
Slice you with my scythe put you in a pit
Bad boys for life im feeling like Will Smith

Pop a cap in your back if i'm feeling angry
Once i see that blood i aint gon be cranky
She giving my D a spanky
Stupid name like who are you frankie

Feel bad for you you look like a default skin
Even got a default name if i were you i'd be ashamed
Best rapper in the midwest i am not self proclaimed
Tick me off i'll send your life in flames
I cannot be tamed
Take his life first i had to be aimed
This aint no game this is real life
I can turn any hoe into my wife

She trying to beef with me like where the problem at
Im spinning on these percs like im a laundromat

Writer(s): Tyler Hausmann

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