TYPHOON

Yeah, yeah Okay, okay Lil bitch, huh? Lil bitch, what you tryna do? You gotta catch a bag and secure all the loot That's a bad bitch with me in the room To 'dis I ain't new, she was acting brave before Now she's tweakin' off the shrooms, huh Cut up the alleyway, I ditch a K on avenue I was sippin' on that purp while she chase the Gray goose I got bad bitches on me and they roll the leaf loose She said that her new man better Yeah, K, Cool Put a hole in his stomach, I guess he a Froot Loop Keep talking crazy, boy, you gon' face the doom Stack it all up, huh, I'ma go and buy the moon Used to have a bitch that could suck night all the way to noon I ain't mad when they diss since they all Just goons Hit the block, it gon' rain bullets like a Typhoon Fuck a bank, I'ma keep my bands in the backrooms Count it up, here comes the bank roll soon I stay true to my lyrics, but I'll throw some cap in it Just to tie it up, throw drug use in the mix Talk about my blick and straps in this shit I just popped one, time to give her perc dick I let her mix potions in my drink, I'm tryna fuck this witch Used to be an addict, but now that is past tense Seen too many lose their life to a perc They don't love me now, but they'll switch up when I'm in the dirt That boy got B-O, I ain't worried his bitch is tryna flirt Talk crazy? hit him in the stomach I bet that belly hurt, someone need to pick him up Like, where's your life alert, huh? I keep the Glock on me, you thought I was just a nerd I got money like a corrupt politician, but I don't like children You see, that is the difference, bring everyone out the hood Yeah, that is the mission Count green and blues like I am a Jew Well, I partly am, so I guess it is kinda true Biblical name, but I ain't got nothing to lose I like getting high, don't give a fuck about some booze, huh The drugs gave me something to believe in and I had plenty of reasons Contact high time This that good kush, bitch, breathe in, yeah What is you thinking, huh, yeah Like, what is you thinking You ain't 'bout this shit, bitch, yeah Ten toes, never fold, bitch I'll snatch your soul You don't really wanna go, bitch you's a fucking hoe R.I.P. to X, that is older vro I'm 'boutta kill these demons, that's the goal, ho