Headrush

If shawty in my section I'm gon' take her wherever Plain Jane on my wrist at the cuff of my sweater I don't need to pray to god bitch I got my berretta And all these diamonds only right we been applying that pressure Only 18 but my mind's 47 Bitch it's family over money ain't no way I'll be switching I'm gon' ride for my brothers till the day I ain't living I heard you snitch to cut your time, what the fuck you thinking? Blow this fucking wood damn I can't even pass Got my lungs throbbing, this that blueberry thrax Bad bitch in Burberry she keep shaking that ass I took that bitch to Jimmy Choo now all she think bout' is bags bitch Big gun watch it blast far Got you runnin' in laps like a nascar Rollin' heavy metal foot fuck the pedal Yea I'm turning these whips into a crash cars And the fake shit It's gon' get you hit Swear it's dogma the clique yea that part Yea we stay equipped watch us let it rip kaleemah and I'll rip out ya damn heart We was in the vip then went to the whip Now we doing the dash in a jaguar Blowin' on a zip while she suckin' dick And I bet she ain't think I was that hard It's a hit or miss ignorance is bliss it don't matter I'm swiping a black card And I'll do the race you ain't see the face camera cover my eyes w a black bar If shawty in my section I'm gon' take her wherever Plain Jane on my wrist at the cuff of my sweater I don't need to pray to god bitch I got my berretta And all these diamonds only right we been applying that pressure Pussy why you talking? Know my dogs they start the barking huh Finish what you started ima take a couple life's from ya Clearly ima a target but they'll never get to rise with us See them fear the prophet NUBE$ now a ticking timing bomb DOGMA bitch we bout' it bout' it Yeah we bark we bite bitch Hollow tips and Chopping bodies talking tough his night ends On a fritz and popping Oxys Now I'm feeling righteous If shawty in my section I'm gon' take her wherever Plain Jane on my wrist at the cuff of my sweater I don't need to pray to god bitch I got my berretta And all these diamonds only right we been applying that pressure Bag on my side got 2 blades Fit all black like Bruce Wayne Big racks in my pocket no loose change Lil Goth bitch with me got mood swangs huh Fuck rap bitch I rock out Knife to his neck no glock out Go against me, too pussy, I knock out Said he want war hoe my gang gon pop out aye huh Bloody veins, masochist I love the pain huh huh Not the same 12 gauge kick back like Cobain huh huh Beam got range put a pussy bitch to shame huh huh DOGMAWORLD that bitch won't forget the name huh huh If shawty in my section I'm gon' take her wherever Plain Jane on my wrist at the cuff of my sweater I don't need to pray to god bitch I got my berretta And all these diamonds only right we been applying that pressure