Zero

Man down
 Choppa clean you up like sham-wow
 Hellhounds
 Hungry pits inside the dog pound
 12 rounds
 Stand inside the ring get knocked out,
 Big mouths
 Talkin all that shit you ain't bout
 Smokin on that loud it shake the windows call it sonic boom
 Open up the pit we get to swingin watch us clear the room
 Dr doom blinded from the sunlight walkin out my tomb
 Fuck you bitin motha fuckas leave you sweeped dont need a broom
 Lack of oxygen I dont breathe I dont need that
 Thinkin that you hard until we pull up change yo mindset
 Im steady smokin pounds while you struggle for a dime bag
 Hollow point sent through your head for free dont need a price tag
 If lifes a game of chance I'll press my luck never gonna fold
 Eyes rolled back I saw my rest until the knife cuts through my bone
 I'm a soul of Roanoke meet my gaze and turn to stone
 Ghost with a cut throat watch the blood run down your walls
 No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
 All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
 No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal,
 Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible
 No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
 All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
 No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal,
 Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible
 Breaking down some bud bitch we out the mud count it up
 Not too many motherfuckers that I'm down to trust loud as fuck
 When we walk in you can smell us looking flyer than propellers
 There ain't shit that you could tell us little bitch
 Run it up run it up
 Most these rappers dumb as fuck
 Double h m you bitch we bout this shit we steady coming up
 What the fuck what the fuck
 Excellent we nothing but
 You gone pass the blunt or what
 These Haters we gon fuck em up hoe
 All these motherfuckers on some weak you shit you got me fucked up if you think that I ain't peep it how come all the sudden everyone a bunch of leaches ran off with my style I got more you can keep it bitch
 You know what the fuck it is
 8 grams in the wood you be smoking on them twigs
 Never smoking mid got gelato in the spliff that's your girl tell me why the fuck she all up on my dick
 Fall back
 Suck a dick lil pussy boy
 You ain't got a .40 takin selfies with a toy hoe
 Nerf gun thug bro I destroy his ego I feast on yo kinfolk like they were a meal
 I just copped a deagle my sight on yo hero
 I'm digging up graves and they calling me zero
 I look like a rot boy you act like a beagle
 Your life is so fake like you working at regal
 Pullin up hit with an uzi knockin em out like I'm selling him roofies
 I just got blood on my soobies
 Red bottom walking I'm walkin on rubies
 She saying use me drape me in Louis I ain't a noobie suckin that dick
 Takin a groupie making her boujee, now I got Lucy all on my dick
 Turning your ass into ash like a pyro hollowtips fire breathing call em spyro
 Fuckin a bitch in the back aye
 Fuckin a bitch for the bag aye
 Hittin a lick and I'm calling it quits and I'm cutting a brick that I stash in the whip
 Indica zip hit me up for the ick and I'm fuckin yo butch with my dick in her ribs
 Poppin out bitch I walk it out while you on your couch
 Smoke em out bitch I'm rolling pounds only rolling loud
 Bulletproof but they fall in down feed em to the crowd
 Hellhounds running through your town no ain't no bodies found