Deja Vu (feat. Saliva Grey) E

Bitch, I got it on my own, I made A name out the mud. Now I'm only chasing Money, I ain't worried 'bout you slugs. I got a couple killers on my line, I'm Quick to pick it up. While you flashing that lil' drum, pussy better keep It tucked before I snuff ya. Ha, I wish you would run up. Slugs come for fun, so shut the fuck up. Yum, yum in lungs, I'm rolling dumb blunts. Huh, yeah, I'm buzzing, you can't touch nothing. Huh, yeah, I'm drunk, I'm tryna fuck something. Thugs lust, give love, but I can't cuff nothing. I'm clutch with guns, bitch, I can't trust nothing. I'm fucking up, I'm at the end nothing. Ayy, I think I had about enough. How the fuck you call me bro and then You kick me in my nuts? Why the fuck you acting tough? I think it's time to call your bluff. How you fold up under pressure? 'Cause I'm a diamond in the rough, you little Bitch. I pass the Dutch, call it passing some Gas. You acting fake hard, pussy, but I been On your ass. And if we got beef, then I probably started it. Your bitch want me 'cause she say go harder Than you. You're bagging shit up, but I'm not Talking produce. Ha, laughing it up while I pop Out and shoot. Ayy, I'm on the loose, bitch, I might make the news. I got the blade In my boot, I see the blood, get déjà Vu. Cruising in that double wide, 40 spark pressure Up. Crank that Gucci Mane like I was in The kitchen cooking up. My young hood like Fat Joe, you be smoking On that skinny blunt. Rep that 804, I'm doing Shows, now everybody bugged. You ain't got no shades 'cause you a rookie. Step inside the pen, I'll smack your shit and Snatch your cookies. Snap a fucking picture with That everybody look and they gon' talk a lot Behind the phone, but we all know you pussy, Bitch. Had to take it back like we was Thugging in the nineties. Everybody and they mama tryna flex like they behind Me, bitch. All that fucking talking, but that Stepping isn't likely. I'm never losing sleep from all these rappers who Don't like me, bitch. Cruising in that motherfucking Never seen before. I got bitches, I ain't snitching, you ain't repping On no tour. You a fool, look at you, Stuck in life, you like some glue. I'm so cool, so cool, cool. I might fuck around and turn me in a Pool. I drink some blood, gruesome with the flood. Cooling with my shooters, I don't shoot unless you Fucking with my blood. You a scrub, flew in Off the mud. Cruising above the sub, I shoot him with some fluid. Disappearing to the fog, bitch, boy, you just a Dog, yeah. Fucking with the gang, you finna end Up in the motherfucking garbage. The cartridge gon' open up your arteries. Introduce a motherfucker to eternal suffering