PHANTOM Ultra Slowed

Fuck up on the block sellin' rock for rock, Mane I had get my hustle tight I couldn't Be part of blocks Tryna lock me up for Petty shit I listened Snoop and laid down and Make my pockets swole Even though a nigga gotta Shoot at them foes You can't hear me, Give them the drop then go head on with Heads on a chin Take me through me, let's Take in my hood Come back when it's coolin' Off, blow somebody hands off And don't you rob The robber when you lookin' for some fuckin' grass You gon' die bitch, fuck I'm tellin' you I Ain't live like that Girls come off jumpin' with That biggie clique Smoke that cone and bitch just To catch me run off with your shit trick Get some twist off that creep, Muffler draggin' on the street Runnin' motherfuckin' Dope at the fuckin' ass toe shit Jump over The fence, rush through the cuts Pop my shit, Step on up Buck 'em down, down to the Ground Chase that bitch, I'm fuckin' crowned Now I'm Buzzin', all this buzzin', bloody pistol in my hand I won't be on Fox this week, man let's Kill the Cameraman