The Purge Lyrics

This is not a test

This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the annual event

The events will begin momentarily, in just one minute

Too tact, can't lack, like

He try to run put the beam on his back

Smokin' on dead niggas got me smacked

Spin through tryna flock at a hat

And it's 60 gang we don't fuck with the gunnas

Hop out tryna click on his mans

Put the heat on his face like a tan

We got drums and them sticks like a band

Hella guns like the navy

Smoke Gpop got me feelin' lazy

Sparkin' from deep bitch I shoot like i'm KD

Roll a opp then I fuck on this lady

Niggas be cappin' they never outside On the block it's just me and the guys

Stay with a stick you would've thought I was blind

Tried to run he got hit in his spine Spin through put the dot on his face

Oot at his feet watch him pick up the pace

Like, Lotti and Rah got me laced

Bitch when I bend I ain't leavin' no trace

Like, when I up better get off the way

If catch Lil Nas i'ma up it an spray

If I catch K.R. i'ma send him to lay

He get shot if he jackin' the 8 to the gates

Too tact, can't lack, like

He try to run put the beam on his back

Smokin' on dead niggas got me smacked

Spin through tryna flock at a hat

And it's 60 gang we don't fuck with the gunnas

Hop out tryna click on his mans

Put the heat on his face like a tan

We got drums and them sticks like a band