TANKS!

Fake Watch out for my boys we out here driving tanks Shut your mouth before you say some mistakes Separate the blood out from they veins Don't you test my psyche thats my brain All I needs my watch and my chain To pull up hold a spot and then just wait Left hand on the handle just to fake Right hand just to grip my forty eight Little boy let me teach you one good lesson Yea these things they are toys in the streets we call them weapons Doin spells doctor strange Taught myself another way One nation under god well how the fuck they feel the same Fuck yo tax thats my cash To pay my rent then I pay that gas Bills go up jobs don't last Wheres that time that i cant get back Bare foot feet running up the street My success yea it didn't come cheap All this work did it for myself Check my plate yuh dinner for myself on a G5 flight Why you talking all that smack They aint even got yo back Running all these trains up the track All I do is drop tracks damn dog wow Catch these hands Motherfucker you gon see me pop a couple more xans and then fake Watch out for my boys we out here driving tanks Shut your mouth before you say some mistakes Separate the blood out from they veins Don't you test my psyche thats my brain All I needs my watch and my chain To pull up hold a spot and then just wait Left hand on the handle just to fake Right hand just to grip my forty eight Grab the clip then grab the glock Im bout to murder every priest up on my block Yea fuck the prayers the preach is all just words As if the speech is something I ain't heard Pockets deep running in my coat Sell a pack and then I sell a load Undertaker choke slam em out Broke the cell thats caging all my sounds Smoking some g's on that rock boy shit You gonna see me do some punk rock shit Party till three on that fuck boy shit Yo shout out Charlie Sheen for his fuck boy shit So slice the cheese i'm talking all that cheddar Tik tok on the clock like Ke$ha Like queen i'm always under pressure With bars like these it don't get much better Why you talking all that smack They ain't even got yo back Running all these trains up the track All I do is drop tracks damn dog wow Catch these hands Motherfucker you gon see me pop a couple more xans and then fake Watch out for my boys we out here driving tanks Shut your mouth before you say some mistakes Separate the blood out from they veins Don't you test my psyche thats my brain All I needs my watch and my chain To pull up hold a spot and then just wait Left hand on the handle just to fake Right hand just to grip my forty eight