(Let's hit it!) Cover fire
I'm just a gun with the hire
I'll pop your skull and your tires
and everything in your fiber
Munchin' on, poppin' on bubblegum
Yeah, I feel you on my tongue
Lick across the clip of my gun
Your girl say I fuck like a thug
She want kisses over blunts
Let the chains hit her face
Gunshots feel like a blade
Swerve the car, make me race
Snipers chill with berets
Throwing knife, like, pick your fight
Pussy boy I wanna see my bride
I feel like Xzibit 'cause I pimp my ride
Ya bitch, I just want you to pick up your side
Thoughts contrived yeah, baby
I can never do right in your mind
It's just so hard to stay attached to this
(world) Love you like matter
Blunts just leaves me staggered
Got gummi worms stuck in my teeth
I see her face I'm like "OMG"
Talk, talk, talk but you won't beat me
(A'ight, IG, I got, I had a hard workout
today, but uh I'll see you all later
(Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
(Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood)
(Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
(Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood)
