SUNDAYYYYY

 

he get the clap i get the clap we be clapping' he runing to the ops he a bitch he be yapping' rid round town wit a scope and mazet we go drop 30 if we ever catch you lacking, leave all of them dead if they asks wit just happened, dancing' wit ma choppa cause da bithh just did magic, he said he finna kill me but i know it's a lie pull up to yo street bang bang time to die. shoot him when i'm bored when you get to heaven say hey to the lord. you know me i ain't playing he was talking shit now they asking where he laying ,

 

yea yea they tryna be me on this beat i get funky tanky lanky aka 47 leave

them dancing like a monkey, i had nothing so you know you was lucky,

just like souja boy you know we get cracky i was

always with them killers with them melody, when the police pulled up nigga

you know me, never ran from shit you better not try me, choppa bullets

leave you dead with yo family, as yo family dies yeah my family rise, ain't

nobody tried me cause i stayed with the guys i was beating niggas

up no matter the size