Useless

Turn up at your function.

It\'s a ruckus when I fuckin roll.

LS Customs what you looking for.

Make it lose control.

Playing by your rules till MY digging gets the pot of gold

Santacruz Boy, finna rock what you couldn\'t own.

Khi khi khi khi

This shit never came to me easily.

Lotta red sweat tears, my parents cursing me daily

Numbing that shit with em verses lotta vices, lil shady

Got nobody blood-related that\'s wishing well for me lately.

You know fuck that backing, Gonna make em bags from rappin\'

You say this ain\'t music , Now like a crutch you acting

Haven\'t started minting, still im droppin 2 cents.

High speed chasing fame to get the windows tinted huh?

Turn up at your function.

It\'s a ruckus when I fuckin roll.

LS Customs what you looking for.

Make it lose control.

Playing by your rules till MY digging gets the pot of gold

Santacruz Boy, finna rock what you couldn\'t own

Turn up at your function.

It\'s a ruckus when I fuckin roll.

LS Customs what you looking for.

Make it lose control.

Playing by your rules till MY digging gets the pot of gold

Santacruz Boy, finna rock what you couldn\'t own

Blood drop

And I see all these bitches want a gunshot.

Bitch, don\'t call me; on my hunt job.

If I talk to you, you don\'t want my gunshot.

Pew, Pew

Guinea pig Ah

Bitch, I\'m Guinea pig. Ahh,

Tripping on my feet, yeah,

Feeling all my heat, yeah

Shit is getting harder, yeah.

Then I like to cheat, yeah.

I\'m on my beat, yeah.

IP Man, no defeat, yeah.

Put me back on my feet, yeah.

808 in my head

Bitches, straight to bed.

Then you give me all that head. 

And I\'ll give you all I had.

Turn up at your function.

It\'s a ruckus when I fuckin roll.

LS Customs what you looking for.

Make it lose control.

Playing by your rules till MY digging gets the pot of gold

Santacruz Boy, finna rock what you couldn\'t own

You don\'t call this music you call me a nuisance.

Call my Gang a bunch of losers, man you call me useless.