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Betta watch that nigga holdin’ twin techs, fuck chin checks
I’m a squeeze tightly and break about 10 necks
Couple of screws loose causing hallucinations
Weed and liquor have other side effects
Ain’t no cure for this affliction, check yo diction
Misinterpretations lead to friction
Safeties clickin’ off, recoil kickin’, bitches sprintin’
Get out of the way, real niggas ventin’
Gettin’ blown in a Regal, chrome desert eagle on tha passenger seat
I just can’t relax smokin’ sack after sack of this good shit slippin’ without my heat
License expired, no registration so I exercise PD evasions
And I roll with real niggas cause bitch niggas break and reveal their feminine persuasions
Deadly liaisons fucking with hoes, label ‘em foes, stay on my toes
Keep me a weapon up under the mattress when I fuck a bad bitch, you know how it goes
But I still got to watch for tha hatas, mash like potatas, these niggas envy
And I ain’t got shit but a sack and 40, hell that muthafucka’s half empty
Always protectin’ my turf, get your soul lifted up off of the earth fuckin’ with Skitz
If you slip hit you from the blindside like a cornerback blitz
I love the way your head splits when the slug hits, best heed everything Skitz spits
Fuck around and get yo wrists slit, organs locked in my safety deposits
You can try to rewind it or pause it, but still gon end up in the back of my closet
Nigga, I’ve lost it...
Betta watch that nigga holdin’ twin techs, fuck chin checks
I’m a squeeze tightly and break about 10 necks
Couple of screws loose causing hallucinations
Weed and liquor have other side effects
Ain’t no cure for this affliction, check yo diction
Misinterpretations lead to friction
Safeties clickin’ off, recoil kickin’, bitches sprintin’
Get out of the way, real niggas ventin’
Gettin’ blown in a Regal, chrome desert eagle on tha passenger seat
I just can’t relax smokin’ sack after sack of this good shit slippin’ without my heat
License expired, no registration so I exercise PD evasions
And I roll with real niggas cause bitch niggas break and reveal their feminine persuasions
Deadly liaisons fucking with hoes, label ‘em foes, stay on my toes
Keep me a weapon up under the mattress when I fuck a bad bitch, you know how it goes
But I still got to watch for tha hatas, mash like potatas, these niggas envy
And I ain’t got shit but a sack and 40, hell that muthafucka’s half empty
Always protectin’ my turf, get your soul lifted up off of the earth fuckin’ with Skitz
If you slip hit you from the blindside like a cornerback blitz
I love the way your head splits when the slug hits, best heed everything Skitz spits
Fuck around and get yo wrists slit, organs locked in my safety deposits
You can try to rewind it or pause it, but still gon end up in the back of my closet
Nigga, I’ve lost it...