Big Shot Cream Soda

You did good, $lick .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it, blow it Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it, blow it Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off I get to this money (yeah), count these hunnids, then I blow it off Bitch, I put down the heroin and picked up all these bitches But both the dope and the hoes always in my ear hissin' I'ma ghost, the whole globe peel off in a Phantom Driftin', decisions damagin' my image Picture me ridin' into the horizon, throwin' up sixes From a shed in the yard to hirin' guards Snow Leopard still right off of St. Bernard at the hornet's nest All my bitches born again (ayy, ayy) All I gotta say to my partners is, "Of course" and "When?" (Ayy, ayy) Generation*59, drip a drop of acid in my mind's eye Now I'm thinkin' everything is tie-dye, Wock' up in a Mai Tai All this ice on my neck, why would I fly? (Ayy, ayy) Make a bitch wet, but maybe I'll just leave her high and dry (ayy, ayy) .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it, blow it Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off Got this big drank, big syrup, I just poured a little soda in it (ha-ha, ha) Doctors be on top of me, they prolly worried 'bout my kidneys Who you kiddin'? Never stop, it's B-J-T-S to the top (to the top) I pull her weave when shorty bop, I bob and weave until he knocked (until he knocked) 1-8-7 on your block, it's just another homicide You was feelin' safe and warm until I let that chopper slide (fah-fah, fah-fah) Hellpup sic 'em, kill 'em all, I drown in downers 'til I fall I'm blackin' out in bathroom stalls, I'm always on that break the law Wakin' up to Satan's call, God be on the other line Poppin' pills until I'm gone, I'll call him back another time Rappin' easy, spittin' facts, now go and put that shit on wax Trappin' harder, that's a fact, but both 'em got them snakes and rats (Big Juice tha' Sip) .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it, blow it Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off (7th Ward) I went from, "Lemme rest in peace," to "Let me flex in peace" Playin' Russian roulette with them pressed thirties Gold cross on the revolver, Devil's hand on the grip Holy Water in my 'script so I get blessed as I sip Sony want my Sig (north), that's gon' cost a Urus (side) Shawty want my kid (north), that's gon' cost a jurist (side) Sage match the Benz (north), both them bitches German (side) You know what it is (north), I'm Grey until the furnace (side) Told my bitch, "Go shoppin'" and she brought me back a Draco Actin' like they Grey but they ain't gang unless I say so SHAMELESS $UICIDE, this shit deeper than a K hole Feel like Hillary with all these killers on my payroll .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it, blow it Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off .45, blow it off .45 (it's a smash), blow it, blow it Dirty Sprite, noddin' off I get to this money, hunnids, blow it off --- Big Shot Cream Soda - $uicideBoy$ and Shakewell