Lyrics
battle royal everybody your rival
Weapon off that black and decker, but it s with 16s, you ain t fuckn with me
your ho luck atrocious
You ain t bout that, back a nigga down like howard tryna post you Attak, roll around with that acid
It s og-scented, danny brown and that boy rustie, moved all up in it
Chess shit and you playing checkers, talkin bout ya
You ain t fuckn with me, i m a locust, no you can t get in
take ten times three
Niggas must think they real or somethin, might roll somethin
Get your throat split, my pockets is looking like rerun, weapon off that black and decker
Now i do the same thing, can t come back like you stole somethin
Nuts up in it, mac attack on that ho shit
Brainiac when i m aiming at, in the ghetto everybody going psycho
you sippin on that seagram s
Take ten times three, touchdown in the city
Treat that mouth like police raid a house, that s no lease
Nigga keep hatin, let me hold somethin
Let me hold somethin, now i do the same thing
Used to trap og with the e, said my loud niggas where ya hoes at
Putting lean in my dr pepper, it s og-scented Rustie, battle royal everybody your rival