gas mask

shit i'm too much

too much for my damn self

hit the streets and go hand in hand i place that paper like damn stamps

try

bitch imma teach you 'bout drumming

and blowing trumpets that's band camp

i'm only coming to tell you sweet dreams

bitch i'm the sandman

take every shot at his top like he wearing a head cam

yeah he a dead man

if he survive then i swear it's a miracle

but he gon' need a bedpan

leavin' 'em pissed

let's go take his life and don't leave him with shit

watchu know 'bout blowing the reaper a kiss

i promise six feet ain't the deepest it get

that's why i keep god

pray and play smart

keep the da and my face with a charge

keep tools on me in the street like martial law

and fuck the police i'm on national guard

if we ain't in business then you ain't the fam

then you don't eat

ethiopian

fuck with the team

yeah he hope he can

so he suicide like the holy quran

yo bitch i ain't meet

that ho in a trance

better get a leash before she go off command

if we in the sheets then she gon' know the clan

and i keep it up front so she know where i stand

to3 if you ain't know who i am

heat on me bitch i'm gon' blow like a fan

god with me and so are these bands

fge in and we so in demand

yeah

coming from the sole like old boots

nigga imma vet like old troops

this shit is accustomed like a old school

and you niggas just old news

do it all

go hard like i don't bruise

i stay on alarm

bitch i won't snooze

repairman yeah bitch i know tools

get in these muddy waters you gon' know blues

no trust for these niggas

they could be the po-lice

gotta watch for the snake eyes

without rolling no dice

they hate when you gettin' and pimpin'

and bitch i'm so dynamite

but i'm known to leave a bitch froze

disney on ice

i'm a killer in a gas mask

i was headed up a bad path

infatuated with the fast cash

pounds no hashtag

brought 'em in a trash bag

got the weight off like lipo

don't ever play around with my dough

the last nigga that you beefed with didn't make you full of steel but this one wheel unicycle

smooth criminal

michael

i'm so focused like a tight rope

fge that's what i ride for

started moving hydro

now i'm going viral

everything i spit is pyro

watch me kick it like tae bo

youngin from the ninth floor

nice flow

verses so deep that you gotta translate 'em like the bible

breakin' rules with my dudes up in school with them tools but i didn't go to columbine

i got so much money on my mafucking mind that i tattooed a dollar sign

i'm self-made i'm self-paid that's the bottom line

i'm just fine i ain't signing no dotted line

talk shit and see me

or just keep your mouth closed

who knows you might just live to see father time

when you beefing with me in these streets boy i know exactly what to do with ya

it's b.o.b.e when we suiting up

this murder shit ain't nothing new to us

i never call my shootas up

they call me like yo