D-DAY! (feat. PE$O PETE & Jeesh)

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Feel that 808, hoe?
Pussy (Yahoo)
These niggas lame, real bad, they sick
I'm in the trap with a chop, that's it
You really want, but I got that shit
Stompin' em out on some combat shit
Screamin' out Redster forever
Get hit with the fye if he bite like a pepper
Pull up in a hellcat, that bitch not a leopard
You is a sheep and your OG a sheperd (Ha!)
I thought this shit was established
Came outta hell and descend into madness
Walk on they block and they know me as captain
We got 'em gone, I aint like his reaction (Damn!)
This nigga think that we bluffin'
Put heat all around him, he trapped in the oven
He got him a chop but I keep me a dozen
That sound like percussion
This choppa gon take out his soul, bitch
(Huh, yea!)
I get the cheese and I smile, you know how I do
I look at my wallet, my green turnin' blue
Elephant wallet, I just heard a Who
Uppin' the choppa and he hear the boom
Nigga in shambles like Law in the ROOM
Countin' my cake and my tiramasu
Talkin on gang and I rally the troops
Got dirt on my cleats, rally the room
You step in this room, you gettin' the boom
The way that I move, the drip that I drop, it aint wok, it's ooze
I'm gettin blues, aint need a clue
Adventure Time 'nana clip on me, round Ooo
It's dinner time, bitch, Imma give 'em the boot
Swallow me smooth then I'm on the move
Walk in this bitch, I'm the boot
I walk in this bitch with one hand on my boom
Walk in this bitch like Law, ROOM
You gettin' flipped, choppa harpoon
You put in a box no block cartoon
Empty the clip now his team marooned
You in her phone like "how do you do"
Bitch, I'm hittin her walls like Laboon
True
I gave her good, now she stuck
I gave her a bone, that bitch like a mutt
I'm like Al Capone, I walk wit my gun
Bro leave me alone or you gettin' struck
Boof ass jit, your music suck
Goof ass jit, bro like hyuk
They mad at young PE$O cuz I ran it up
(Yea, huh, huh, huh)
I'm like Jeesh when I hit up the plug
He tell me the price, I'm like "so what"
We all got our vice, just watch what you does
I'm back in my bag, shake out the rust
Ice on my wrist, no block, just crush
You really talk, hit his block wit a bluff
I'm really spendin my money on- uh
You really spendin your money on nun
They thought they could touch that boy
Since he wanted to sleep then we really gon' sleep him
The folk went to tuck that boy
Oh you love that boy? Then you better f*ck that boy or we buck that boy
Ain't no lace on my feet, but I'm pulling the strings
They like "what was that noise?"
It sure wasn't me
Them bands I'mma cop my destiny
My shit at a party is ecstasy
Even my old opps want the best for me
ST raw, with the match I'm an effigy
Off the pressure they all moving less at me
Me, Red, and PE$O the Worst Generation and still ain't no besting me
Take something out of his chest its a felony
They looking for me like "where is he?" (where did he go?)
When I'm pissed off
I ain't talking 'bout anger
I'm watching the wild like a ranger
My gun is what talk to a stranger
They wasn't letting us in
We had to move to a manger
I put all my heart into bangers
You ain't pulling my card, this ain't Danger!
If that shawty put work in, I page her
Chop the top off the roof, it look like a lobotomy patient
'Fore I bop out the car with my chop, I'mma talk to my casings
Pep talk 'em to hit who they aiming
One time should be enough (bow)
Two times, I'mma come back (bow)
Three times, I slipped up (bow)
If it take four times then I think I'm a dumbass (brrrah)
I think I really am a dumbass tho
I'm stupid as hell, jit
Something happened to me
I don't know what
Haha
Bitch

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