Wheel Man (feat. MirMafia Nezz)

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My phone tend to ring, so she tend to get jealous
Scratch off the bar, got the Glock from Cabela's
Left his ass twitching, put him on the stretcher
Whole game full of demons, call us body catchers
Better watch how you speaking, my bro go to tweaking
Treat him like unreleased, leave his ass leaking
Oh, he spoke on T.O., he gone by the weekend
Bad bitch in this party, shake ass and she drinking
I popped the heart, that's the X, now I'm geeking
Oh, he must ain't know, that Im like that I'm stepping
They say that I deserve lethal injection
Certified with the wheel, qualified with the weapon
Throw a switch on the Glock it shoot like Mac 11
12 tryna throw the book at me like Devin
Kick her ass out the spot, gotta go she aint necking
I don't f*ck with them boys, get they ass out my section, bitch
Try to run, he got hit with the Glock
T.O. can do everything like the Rock
I come serve up the block, watch me beat up the clock
I ain't stop shooting till I seen his ass drop, bitch
I ain't gone lie, man, the opps never flock
My time is right now, I ain't watching the clock
Bro slapping Chris and I'm letting it rock
We out day and night, don't post on that block
You the type of nigga, let a bitch take his pole
Like, how you have blick and he froze
Claiming Rackade and he went and he told
Like, I knew your lil' bro was gone fold
Bitch, it's 1-2, I got too many flows
Give drop and they fake, man this shit getting old
Throw a 5-hot, man, I'll skip the x4
I can't get no love, bitch, I'm not Keisha Cole
Mel, that's my brother, we damn near related
Vec gone flame his face like his nickname was Satan
Walk in with oven, cause you know I bake shit
Bitch, I'm with Ronnie, he leaving your face lit
I up the drac, now your man's life is critical
Bitch, come direct, I ain't doing subliminal
Glock beat his ass, niggas had to get physical
Niggas can't shoot man, my opps is to typical
His body gone drop, now his mama emotional
Casket was closed, his main man's inconsolable
Die with his hand out, I'm never approachable
Jumper been ass man these niggas uncoachable
What Nezz say he gone die with his hand out
Late night, black gloves is a blackout
Broke bitch, you ain't getting no hand out
He the only one dead in the crowd, so he stand out, nigga
Hella drums, hella guns, it look like them niggas had came with the fucking band out
They saw T.O. and company, all in that party, them pussy ass niggas had ran out
That block hot as a motherfucker, so you know T.O. had brung that fan out
That bitch nigga had died with his brother in that car, we made them niggas spin out
AYE, bitch ass nigga, pick your chin up
ABG ain't no gang that's big as us
Nigga speaking on me he say such and such
Thats a bet when i touchdown, he getting touched
Hoes and thots, I bust them up
Niggas kind of ugly, I'ma touch em up
Put a bet on them 7.62s f*ck him up
We a tie his ass up, put him in a truck
What karma say, I don't give a f*ck
I seen what he said, nigga left him dead, nigga left it red, Ducking and dodging and shaking feds
He's speaking on me, damn, he made his bed
Head Tap him DK bust his head
T.O. be the fucking bounty man
Kill the nigga, better throw me bread, lil bitch

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