Mugshot lyrics

[Verse]
We not ducking sh*t, we on yo' ass, boy, don't come outside
We be in yo' blocks with mini Glocks, the opps gon' never try and slide
[?] in case I make it, hide outside
Lil' bro really shooting sh*t, they get mad if you won't slide
You don't wanna test us, you gon' need a check up
Forty shell pop out the Glock, now your shirt look like ketchup
Tell the opps to catch up, we young, wild and reckless
I fell in love with Russian chops, that sh*t like a fetus
I smoke dead n*ggas, I'm with the dead guys
Real one, let me murder one so bro don't get a homicide
Make 'em dig his face up, hit that boy 'bout seven times
MAC-11 start to spit, spark that boy about eleven times
Ride around with this heater tryna slide a open store
Hollow hit that n*gga brain, it make his body hit the floor
All these n*ggas [?], they gon' crash 'cause they on go
Nascar, I f*ck her fast but off the gas, I f*cking smoke
He claimed he jumped off in that water, you gon' drown or you gon' float
This stick gon' leave him seasick, yeah, I finna crash this n*gga boat
She hit the gas, it made her choke, then put my di*k all in her throat
The opps, they claim they up on us but [?]
We outside, we at the store, we got that loud sh*t for the low
Off this teki pack, this gas [?] gon' clog yo' throat
All my soldiers throwing fours, they slinging K and stand, don't fold
I seen some murders I won't speak about that every body know
Grab the pole, drop, let it blow, go crazy, make that n*gga fold
They max the gas then do the dash [?] to let the thirty blow
sh*t [?]
Dudes gon' post up with a lil' drake, then gon' rob you for your pole
We serving yayo, we got that blow, God what's your name? Baby Ralo
c*ck back the K and let is spray, it ate his face, he on the floor
K spray like mace so swing the door, he tried to run but he too slow
This clip on thirty-three but playing with me, I make it thirty-four
We rolled the blunts, yeah, roll two more, this tiki got me on the floor
I took his sh*t 'cause he a b*tch, that n*gga tried me like a ho
I'm off the gas and smoking dope, these dead n*ggas what I wrote
[?] I heard they snatched his f*cking soul