Inhumane Lyrics

(Migi, handle the defense)

(I love you Pluto)

(Why you look like that?, you look like some kind of, vampire from outer space or something)

My ties, uh

My ties tight uh

Yeah, uh

My ties tight, bitch I'm with the mob it feel like the fam

He tried to cross me twice look at your homeboy he in a can

These niggas love going up but they wanna dip when shit hit the fan

You really gotta see who gon stay down

FN bullets make a fuck nigga lay down

Eyes go wide with the K round

All Amb not R&B fuck lil Trey Soundz

Fuck was these niggas on when I was so low now I'm going up

Play with my brother I put that on shit that I love I slide like a puck

Bitch I'm in love with the green so you will not take off my head like a duck

These niggas be tuff like a nut but on the inside he can get crushed

When I was formed to a rott these niggas grew up and learned how to pup

But look at my Ksubi jeans, I got the shit and it's staying tucked

This Glock 19 it got a red beam

Bitch I guarantee it open ya cut

Talk a lot nigga bluff

I'm off that E-Weed and I'm stuck

I'm off that crushed Xan feel a rush

I stick him up then I feel the rush

Squeeze niggas like a plush

860 You get bucked

That activist fill the cup

Piece sign leave niggas in the dust

Pull off I got the clutch

Just stay sturdy and don't fuss

They like "Kapo, why you consistently tryna take out someone brain?"

Cause I don't wanna reverse the shit that I think is just inhumane

Or maybe I'm just overthinking

I'm off a X-Pill not ever blinking

All these drugs talking and I'm sinking

I couldn't see the snakes till I'm squinting

I see those two colors now I'm spirting

He do the drugs he better not Fent it

They gave us the drugs but they got the Fent in

They tried to lace us give us the sentence

Bitch I need a white plug like Prentis

I had that blunt but it got chopped

I'm going silent if I see the cops

Felons in pictures so they cropped

He pop it in pictures he squeezing that Glock

The licks got time I'm counting the clock

One minute in and he just stole a Rollie

That shit crazy my boy a demon

Two minutes in and you just seen some jewelry

We finna take that and trade it in

It just hit ten and his bag full, this nigga really gotta dip out the house

But we do it fast, I roll it down soon as he get here he jumping in

W lick but shout out the plan

We getting rich this really my mans

Street getting hot just like a tan

Get out the spot you know that you banned

Don't fuck with niggas three K's is the clan

Switch it up with the white mask like the klan

How much for a lick? bitch that's a grand

Flexing the cash took off of the gram

Call for the goats, bitch imma stand

Bitch I'm a bad cop like Stan

Chop need a cool kid like fan

Shout out the 500 Plus in the stands

I'm tryna blow up like bam

That nigga blew up like damn

That nigga switched up and got canned

I beat the bitch bad like Kan