HOOD SMOKE - .223Jerm, 83HADES, Maxxkii

Make it look swole but my pockets too fat

Bitch I’m from the south but I don’t know how to act

If I pull up broad day then yo ass is gettin jacked

Ch-Choppa make him wimper choppa make him jump back

Got a AR-S K ridin with a mag

Talkin no apple bitch I’m talkin bout the strap

All my niggas throw gang you can see it in our hands

B-B-Beat a niggas ass you can see it by my stats

I don’t eat no hoe bitch

This ain’t no kitchen

B-B-Bitch gave me jaws now she gave me that dentist

B-B-Bitch don’t try to pull up in my section

AK-47 that be my weapon

Straight out the dome that

If I pull up six deep would he fight back?

I be flexin so hard they don’t like that

Said he with the static bitch I told him bring that

Choppa got an opera bitch you wouldn’t sing back

If you ever see me sober it’s not often

If-If I walk into the mall then I’m shoppin

Buy what I want lil bitch I b ballin

If it got a price tag then I’m gonna fuckin cop it

All you rappers lams why you jockin please stop it

Keep a in the back bitch I’m posted with them rockets

cheese so she said I took her hostage

Every damn day I move work no crossfit

Droppin down on em not alone I’m on that squad shit

We can get to poppin cause I’m droppin in the glockpit

he be posted with the dolphins

83 I be posted with the coffin

Off a nigga quick if his mouth get to barkin

shit rip yo eye out of yo socket

When I’m recordin I don’t wait I just drop shit

South side nigga but my smokes from the west

Bullets steady fuck a pussy holes in his chest

Hopped in the whip get top at a red light

Make him go to sleep in his house boy it’s bedtime

But you will never

Finna join a gang and now these rappers are some dead gods

Bark ass niggas wanna act devil

With distortion on their voice make it trap metal

Push a nigga down like a gas petal

Get that bass out your voice so I remove the treble

Fuck nigga you ain’t me man get on my level

And that gun got range like a bow and arrow

Ay gang gang gang gang