Headed (Official Audio)

I don't think no one want this shit with you majh this rap shit? I agree Yuh, Niheem where the fuck we headed to let's get it talk ya shit you the boss These niggas be talking to get in a mix like a cake till I bake me a nigga Y'all niggas retarded but we ain't no artist it seem like we is how I paint me a nigga Ya hoe she be sucking me sloppy I'm takin my wife to hibachi And after I'm smoking you can see the red in my eyes niggas call me Itachi The flows and the bars I'm the nicest with Pull off in a car wit no license and Ain't talking bout toilet paper if you talkin crazy send my shooter to wipe ya shit I don't talk too much on the internet only shit that I'm shootin will um enter net No wifi as soon as I give him the code how much you wanna bet I make shit connect We kill all the opps make em disconnect rainy days we make it thunder we get em wet I told you I ain't in this rap for the clout tryna stack up and get me the biggest check No pencil but we fill that dick wit lid He got sharpened on point yea that nigga dead They said don't be sneaky for acting too creepy and now his ass sleepy yea trix for kids But ya bitch a treat and I'm thinking lowkey ain't talkin Halloween put her in a bag If that hoe try to play me my nigga Michael walkin up and I'm screaming yea get her ass Nowadays niggas be miserable I keep the Glock in the stash it be pitiful Don't gotta do a lot just to get rid of you Make his ass go ghost his ass is invisible Off in a whip and I dash like incredibles Sitting here thinkin cash eatin edibles Got my foot on yall neck like a pedestal I ain't no dog bitch you better go pet a stool If we talking bout dogs ima let it loose only god know where the fuck that I'm headed to We gon make em collapse like its 9/11 he escaped cause he only on level 2 But that nigga way too focused on escaping he ain't know that I was on his level too Got the hammers and screws I got all the tools Niggas already know what Semajh will do We was standing there facing each other and ready to kill like Vegeta and Majin Buu Had em running and jumping like obstacles pull out the chopper it sing just like auto tune We ain't playin no games we'll come to your fort at night kill him and all of you We ain't playin no games we'll come to your fort at nite and we finna take all the loot We ain't got no real steppas y'all ain't got real steppas yall wear sketchers yall ain't go no boots And y'all niggas y'all thinking y'all hard til we pull up with dogs and bang just let it loose thats gang shit GANG GANG GANG I'm done with this shit, les get it