send you to hell

banks, lloyd

yea man niggas know what it is man niggas know i'm better than this right here man gunit man fuck is the matter with these niggas man

from the reef of the bottom

we don't came up with the money to change us

you trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us

niggas tryin to front so i walk with a stainless motherfuckers i'll send you to hell

i'm flying out the country ain't no tellin when i'm gonna be back

to be honest half these artist never gonna see that

i keep my bad habits away from where i'm gonna eat at

before i sit up for a bitch i'll lose 1 knee cap

i paid a visit to father 1 time but he flung me back

shot to these reasonable one's with the guns we pack

live for the dollar and grateful for each 1 we stack

mind of a man with no sleep my dawgs run feedback

don't scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees us

seed in the bag like a popcorn man

the one's we pack is not gonna jam

if we squeeze of the block go scram

boiled eggs is all i had dag. i reacurred my senior cause they remember me

my grandfather still smokin weed and he's 70

my blood rushing of this henessy walkin out the door with a felony

check check out my melody

nigga

from the reef of the bottom

we don't came up with the money to change us

you trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us

niggas tryin to front so i walk with a stainless motherfuckers i'll send you to hell

from the reef of the bottom

we don't came up with the money to change us

you trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us

niggas tryin to front so i walk with a stainless motherfuckers i'll send you to hell

Full Lyrics: send you to hell - banks, lloyd