Irvghanistan! Lyrics

We caught you again lil bro

These niggas be talking like they finna blast but when they be shooting they choke

These niggas be hoes but bitches be worst hella bodies been down below

These niggas been down below they pay for the pussy and now they broke

We put him down he a roach put him out and relight when its time to smoke

Niggas want smoke my shotta got gas man you just bound to choke

It's time to croak pull out the strap wet em up niggas bound to soak

Shoot him up, fuck him up, give him cuts we come after bro

If I catch him slippin what the fuck i'm running up he gotta go die alone

Don't give fuck, shut him up, shut him up before i gotta stop the show

His life like a movie we get to go back but shit dont rewind for bro

When he's done he is done roll a blunt but its not for bro

It's Irvghanistan put him in a mild dont even loosen bro

Don't even loosen bro shit gonna whack uh huh I know

We smoking dead opps fasho niggas done bitched me I regret fasho

I was down bad it was a L fasho

But I give the opps the snub to nose

Maybe the pole make 30 holes

One in the neck you can't stop the smoke

And ion have homie's I only got bros

Don't let me catch you walking home

Dial 07 before u go

Niggas put 11 inside ya dome

Add another one to add to code

07111 it shows

Irvghanistan yea shit you know

Ion street fight but gloves fasho

Fuck all the beef that shit is slow

Y'all niggas be talking just doing the most

Y'all niggas be chatting be bitching like hoes

My choppa illuminati like so

And it stay progressive like that ugly bitch Flo

Choppa flip a nigga

Like a burger on stove

Cook up whippin fried opps in a bowl

We caught you again lil bro

These niggas be talking like they finna blast but when they be shooting they choke

These niggas be hoes but bitches be worst hella bodies been down below

These niggas been down below they pay for the pussy and now they broke

We put him down he a roach put him out and relight when its time to smoke

Niggas want smoke my shotta got gas man you just bound to choke

It's time to croak pull out the strap wet em up niggas bound to soak

Shoot him up, fuck him up, give him cuts we come after bro

If I catch him slippin what the fuck i'm running up he gotta go die alone

Don't give fuck, shut him up, shut him up before I gotta stop the show

His life like a movie we get to go back but shit dont rewind for bro

When he's done he is done roll a blunt but its not for bro

It's Irvghanistan put him ina mild dont even loosen bro

And dont even loosen bro

We doing shit that you dont wanna know

That shit that y'all wanna know

I ain't gon tell nobody this not a reality show

But B.O.3 the movement thats fasho

And shout out 2 real he 2 real fasho

Pull up with some shit that'll empty ya home

The way these bullets coming shit like uber till it lyft up ya apartment just for show

Eyes widen when bullets hit dome

Oh my God

Y'all left him on the floor

Ambulance picked him up but he lost his soul

Pallbearers bring him out so there's no more hope

But his mama crying, ha so

Tell her suck it up since she used to give throat

My name dont ring bells

It's better the less you know but you gotta go die alone

Lil boy was lacking looking at his phone

Incoming Facetime oh boy if he answer a few shots to his dome

Real niggas pull up in a V alone

So you might as well call me a walking vlone

Put him in a mild and let it be known

Irvghanistan bitch ima let it be known