Heavy Rotation

Yeah, you know, spaz out, you know, huh

Yeah, yeah, slow down

I just did 3 months, I laid down, now I'm back

I just did a turn around, and I ain't break a sweat

They hating on a youngin', ** them **, this ain't that

ShakeBack four times, ** ** this where it's at

It's ShakeBack Gang ** ** yeah it's that

And free my ** Perky, 'til they let my ** back

I got some pure drywall but I sell it like it's crack

And all that rappin', like you steppin', like you wit' it, you get whacked

Ayy, I'm wit' my young **

You wanna come record with Rio bring a gun with you

My lil' ** 16, but the drum 50

I'm drinking red, but the ** i'm wit' a cum sipper

Ayy, **, I'm tryna catch a body

Give me a .38, and two Glocks, kill everybody

Ayy, see I've been fuckin' since a young **

Youngest ** ever made his teacher cum **

I never rode the short bus, but I'm a dumb **

The AR got breast cancer, I felt the lump in it

I broke a Russian Cream down, and put some runts in it

Then drunk a 6 of red raw, can't feel my tongue **

I walked in with big K and put a drum in it

Put my ** up in her stomach feel the lump in it

Don't stunt with bro straps, it's not really your guns **

Don't stunt with bro racks, it's not really your funds **

Ain't ** sweet, but the Glock got honeybun in it

Shoot him in his leg with a K, make him run different

Boy that pop light as well, you dropped a one in it

I'm finna drink a pint of wocky with my young **

You sound dumb ** ****

Ain't ducking how ** I keep a gun **

Took a ** ** to work she got the tall looking

Then your ** picked it up and got the tall kids

Pour punch in the nose, leave a ** knocked out

This 40 on me pull it out, then you get popped now

I call my ** Bally up, it ain't no talking now

Spaz pulling up with the stick, you getting hawked down

** hating on the young I'm only six-teen

My name ring bells, and I ain't even six feet

** pussies out here acting if you ask me

** around and leave a ** on a backstreet

Bullet got a ** jumping like a athlete

I'm in a sleeve, I won't let these ** catch me

I came swerving with a mac tryna tax him

I drive myself, you won't catch me in no taxis

Kill him in the studio, I don't rap beef

Leave a ** body wrapped, like some packed meat

Still 'ill beat a ** ** if he packing heat

I sold a half a **, and they just cut the trap beat