Apocalypse

Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Two one nigga, it's that two one nigga? Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah I ain't fuckin' with no opp niggas My brother fuckin' with the mini, I can't rock with him Don't hit my phone about this either 'cause I pop niggas Bang and yang, but he's not political, he is not with us I've been on the biggest nigga move, and I'm a Glock lifter, a shot sender And I'm spankin' any mob member And that, I just poured up some wok This is not liquor Hey, brother, get up on that hoe And I'm going to knock, sister Fuck the mob I told y'all to keep my name out of y'all cock licker's Think y'all gon' do me like I'm Jay? I am not Mr (aye, look, it's poles in this load) Drive the right way You on the slide-down cut You ain't even come the right way Don't make me come and purchase town homes Bitch, we 5k, yeah, aye And we drop the fly You want to bang gang, go participate in a homicide Drop skeezy Murders on my conscience left me traumatized I found out I was a killer I should've seen the look in mama's eyes Hey, but I'm a trained stepper Swap the 17 for G30, 'cause she is way wetter Keep your bitch on top of all these hoes, and she'll pay better My hoe caught me fuckin' on the square I think I fucked up My fat bitch pay better than my dime She gettin' bumped up A BBL is back there, she got a butt but Ooh wee, I feel like Young Shlobey I just caught a ah, at the store without his gun on him No matter if those boys aren't near, they gon' come for me If you could put the bag in hand, I got a butt for you Free max, when you come home, I got a slut for you Ain't real ism, lil' nigga ain't even touched Oregon I bought a crate, but finna had the bitch pick it up You ain't got a body, you ain't gang until you get one I have been in and out for four years, I'm trying to live it up And I'm going to get a girlfriend before I kick the cup Look, bitch Dada picked me up I got some hoes online Males shootin', we both shootin', plus I'm blowin' mine The black can make you CO deadly if you smokin', right? Roll the black, roll the ahh yeah, we smokin' flies, ayy Mind you, I just left to pee and I ain't see a thing Went in a hood, bitch raw she pulled a Billie Jean I thought I rode a different sucker, but it still was Blizz (but it still was Blizz) Blizzy Ayy, fuck niggas, I stay prepared, it's the apocalypse Pop the bitch, I can't get a pass, that's how we politic He dropped his clip I'm Calandri, I think I spot the bitch You hoppin' in or hoppin' out You're acting' like a bitch Pop the nigga Then I blocked him 'cause he might tell A nigga speaks on little sleeves We're doing five drills Don't throw the sh- down You never got a fly-kill Separate me from the fake because I'm going to die real Two one Jaayz