歌詞
Smoking on this dope
Cause the sober me be tripping *****
I been done put that chopper on ya momma
How I’m feelin ****
I been tryna keep my finger far from any trigger *****
Last time somebody had me fucked up
We went and drilled a *****
She tell me that I’m crazy
Matter fact she tell me anything
Saying I’m sociopathic
For planning on bussin’ his brain
They tryna calm me down
I fucking crank soon as I sit and think
Just know if I wanted
I can do that shit, and get away
Aye
**** we right on side your house
Like pussy **** come out
Don’t do no drive-byes
We walk down, put choppers in mouth
I roll with hitters, cold killers
That like stalking shit out
Say you know murder man be on the north
Grab four from the south
Two dirty rods, and a hot car
We tryna see what they ‘bout
We the chop boys
When we roll through we tryna wipe the block out
Whole lot of shells
Whole lot of noise
You see one drop, then we bounce
This shit ‘bout bro
So we forever make these **** get down
Smoking on this dope
Cause the sober me be tripping *****
I been done put that chopper on ya momma
How I’m feelin ****
I been tryna keep my finger far from any trigger *****
Last time somebody had me fucked up
We went and drilled a *****
She tell me that I’m crazy
Matter fact she tell me anything
Saying I’m sociopathic
For planning on bussin’ his brain
They tryna calm me down
I fucking crank soon as I sit and think
Just know if I wanted
I can do that shit, and get away
I be tryna knock these **** off, soon as they stepping wrong
Them and all the opps I swear to God we gone be steppin’ on
You gone get somebody hurt
That’s not a thing you should be reppin’ on
I’m gone take that boy to school
This sixty round gone make the lesson long
Creep up right behind you
His cerebrum what my weapon on
We come through we be sweepin’
All that tweetin’ , run up in his home
I was fuckin’ with this dog ass hoe
And gave her every bone
Go get that hat you feelin’ played
These days them voices just don’t
leave me ‘lone
Smoking on this dope
Cause the sober me be tripping *****
I been done put that chopper on ya momma
How I’m feelin ****
I been tryna keep my finger far from any trigger *****
Last time somebody had me fucked up
We went and drilled a *****
She tell me that I’m crazy
Matter fact she tell me anything
Saying I’m sociopathic
For planning on bussin’ his brain
They tryna calm me down
I fucking crank soon as I sit and think
Just know if I wanted
I can do that shit, and get away
Written by: Joshua Powell
