BELLY BUSTER Lyrics

When I

Pull up, run

Whip out, gun

Hammer, up

I swear to fucking god bro, I am done

When I

Pull up, run

Whip out, gun

Hammer, up

I swear to fucking god bro, I am done

Hey,

If these motherfuckers really want to talk shit

My choppa lift up to heights that

Make these motherfuckers nauseous

You left me to my instincts

The spidey senses tingling

Pow pow pow pow pow

You can't move

You can't rock

You can't lean

When I run

When I run

When I speed

Through the city

Through the smoke

You can't see, bitch

You can't hear this shit cause you out of luck, yeah

Run this fucking check, bitch

Run this fucking luck, bitch (No smoke)

You ain't seen enough, bitch

I ain't seen enough, bitch

Run around town with a Glock-16 and

I already know that I am mean and

I am running like the machine, like (Talk your shit)

Like shit

Fuck all this talking

Fuck all this talking

Fuck all this talking

Fuck all this talking

Fuck all this talking

Fuck all this talking

Yeah, aye

The world don't revolve around you, bitch

Nail me up to a crucifix

Made of toothpicks, used glue; spit

I tried to fist fight my demons in the Barnes

They proved to be elusive

I made it cool to look like a retard

Now they intrusive, uh

Rock with me

Rock with me

We under control, baby

Rock with me

Rock with me

You already know, baby

Rock with me

Rock with me

You under control, baby

Rock with me

Rock with me

We under control, baby

Yeah