Lyrics
I'm riding in the big block with a fucking big glock
Got them subs jumping in the trunk, that's a big knock
Got them suckers ducking when they jump, that's a big chop
Oh no, it's chopping down trees Mama said, baby, stop smoking that weed
God please, my son needs some help He said he got demons and he talking to himself
He said he got opps and he killed them all himself
He cut off all their heads and he put them on a shelf
And said, who next? He got them running like they running for
dead presidents I sped past with lead, with hollow tips
That's red, that's dead residence That's red dead redemption, exemption
I can feel all, all of the tension Pigs don't ever think a nigga pay attention
I'm a leader, never follow Even though the truth is hard for them to swallow
Consumption
Every time I step up out the crib, I'm into
Something Seems like Donny B. need trouble just to function
Always into dumb shit, since I was a young kid
Never was a dumb kid, less like Harry Boy, I'm like Sirius Black
Spin the fucking block, they screaming, Sirius back
He got Sirius gats , they got Sirius range Life is kinda funny, killer serial games
Know some niggas moving ocean, killer Sirius whales
I got niggas throwing sets from different hoods in hell
I got wolves as well, but I'm the Wolverine The sick mean, the killer that sip lean
Fucking with me, then it turn to a sick scene I give out a sick shriek, I dug out a six
Feet Been raging for six weeks, my story on repeat
But I'm the Wolverine, the sick mean, the killer that sip lean
Fucking with me, then it turn to a sick scene I give out a sick shriek, I dug out a six
Feet Been raging for six weeks
I'm the Wolverine, the sick mean, the killer that sip lean
Fucking with me, then it turn to a sick scene I give out a sick shriek, I dug out a six
Feet
Brandon VanLear
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