Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
KushKosta
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angel Acosta
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
VDRIVN
Producer
Lyrics
Coming from the cliff I had to come and leave this fucking pack
Posted with the homies and you know we only wanna rap
Always in my house and I'm always feeling really mad
Mad house killers you know there ain't no changing that
If you think I fucked your bitch, then I probably fucking did
She was all up on my dick and she was sucking up on it
Now she telling me she wishes that she fucking met me first
Threw her hands in the sky, cause she's down with the third
Oh shit
Walter White, wonder why
Prolly lie, never gave a motherfuck if you ain't really bout that life
Wondering where is your wife and why you call her more than twice
I ain't wanna say it, but I knew I had to hoe
They don't want it cause ain't nobody really want it hoe
They don't want it cause ain't nobody really want it
They don't want it cause ain't nobody really want it, I said
They don't want it cause ain't nobody really want it hoe
I done did it, made everybody go quit it
They can't get with it
And now I'm feeling really wicked
Heard they wanna come see it
You hating on the kid cause you can never really be it
817 and the 214, bout to get real dirty on this grimy ass flow and I'mma let you know how it's supposed to go
We been going fucking crazy, now I'm going solo
And fuck that dude, you be acting real
diddy
We know you a homo
Yeah bitch I got the info and now you're screaming oh no
Keep my name Up out your mouth before I send you to the south bitch
Its the fucking third and the entire madhouse I'm a threat like a vet, you ain't nothing but a pet
Fuck it, who won't next
I got checks, private jets, never easy to access
Get the fuck away from me bitch
Its the 3 from the D, always ripping OC, and Los Vagos 18
Better fucking think twice before you try to step to me
You don't want beef or you gon' have to pay the price for the rest of your life, bitch
You don't want beef
I'm a lawbreaker, with Stormbreaker
Im feeling like I'm Shawn Michaels, the heartbreaker
And fuck the top three bitch, I'm feeling like I'm Baker
Madhouse run it now and we causing earthquakes
Salt shaker, she just a salt shaker, telling me she wanna go home cause my paper
I roll it up, spark it up, glows like a saber
I turn it up, bass booming
Bitch fuck the neighbors, bitch who the neighbors hoe
I'm trippy as a hippie gets but they don't even know me yet
So let me tell you something that you need to fucking understand
it's me, my team, we coming through screaming Hootie, hootie, hooooo
Dive up in the pussy like I'm Rey Mysterio hoe
I'm rapping, spitting like it's crack
Now it's time to feel the wrath
Psychopathic maniac, dumping all these fucking mags
I'm rapping, spitting like it's crack
Now it's time to feel the wrath
Psychopathic maniac, dumping all these fucking mags
Written by: Angel Acosta