CRUCIFIX

Yeah' shoutout my stick
Cause' this is some' Rockstar shit
We got some Rockstar blicks'
Stomped out in Rockstar Ricks'
Yeah'
I'm wearing Rockstar black
These are some Rockstar racks'
Quit with the Rockstar acts
Slitt' slitt' slitt'

Got a new choppa' got a new muzzle
Fit with the beats' just like a puzzle
I sent you verse please don't fumble and I don't argue these hands rebuttal
And we taking off just like a shuttle
I got the guns I keep me a couple
Don't touch my face my skin too supple
This choppa' will blow just like a bubble
You fuck her twice then go cuddle
I fuck her once then call my brother
I fucked that hoe right at the store he said what she really a whore
And I say yes go add the score I got baguettes all on the floor
If he talk once then shoot through the door
Double cup every time I pour
All of this blood done fucked' up my denim that new casket will fit him
Them hot bullets I send 'em
Keep going I'm winning keep talking I'm swinging
Blown up and my ears ringing them choppas' they still singing
Taking up my whole being
Boy will get his 'dulley hit
Two choppas' like crucifix fuck that nerd ass talk about mix
Cause' he will get put in a pile of piss' confront me boy this a diss'
She stick her tongue out just like kiss
But she gone now reminisce she gone now reminisce

I got a forty clip'
Bust at yo' horny bitch
If you keep on talking shit if you keep on talking shit

Got a new choppa' got a new muzzle
Fit with the beats' just like a puzzle
I sent you verse please don't fumble and I don't argue these hands rebuttal
And we taking off just like a shuttle
I got the guns I keep me a couple
Don't touch my face my skin too supple
This choppa' will blow just like a bubble
You fuck her twice then go cuddle
I fuck her once then call my brother
I fucked that hoe right at the store he said what she really a whore
And I say yes go add the score I got baguettes all on the floor
If he talk once then shoot through the door
Double cup every time I pour
All of this blood done fucked' up my denim that new casket will fit him
Them hot bullets I send 'em
Keep going I'm winning keep talking I'm swinging
Blown up and my ears ringing them choppas' they still singing
Taking up my whole being
Boy will get his 'dulley hit
Boy will get his 'dulley hit

Slitt' slitt' slitt'

Stay in the night but you ain't vamp'
Gave you a bullet hole gave you stamp
Spray that choppa' taking out yall' camp
Double L' check in you off the map and I shoot shells aim it at yo' back
All blank white tee' look like crack
Got red marks cause' I pull up and blatt'
ATL' choppas' that go say slatt'
Mthree' kiss me when you look up the at

I'm wearing Rockstar black
These is some Rockstar racks'
Quit with the Rockstar acts
Cause' this is some Rockstar shit
We got some Rockstar blicks'
Stomped out in Rockstar Ricks'