Castro Lyrics

U really wanna box wit the pharaoh

When i open my eyes i see scarecrows

Shit getting hot no Cheetos

U goin burn your self nigga let go

They packing Tec's an the pistols

Ill use whatever ima make it home

I puff da weed help me stay froze

Got all this wisdom feel like Castro

Rip the laws

Bring your weapons

Bring em all

Shit intense

Might become brawl

Strap big but the nigga small

Night rising danger appears

I hope u lost all your fears

I'll call a spirt tell it come here

Wake u from your lil dreams

Make u think they make believe

I don't here lectures

Prolly fake shit anyways

Trapping staking this estate

Tbh i don't really fuck wit the states

U moving around wit dat big face

Don't make it end up rearranged

This shit all a big game

U really wanna box wit the pharaoh

When i open my eyes i see scarecrows

Shit getting hot no Cheetos

U goin burn your self nigga let go

They packing Tec's an the pistols

Ill use whatever ima make it home

I puff da weed help me stay froze

Got all this wisdom feel like Castro

U really wanna box wit the pharaoh

When i open my eyes i see scarecrows

Shit getting hot no Cheetos

U goin burn your self nigga let go

They packing Tec's an the pistols

Ill use whatever ima make it home

I puff da weed help me stay froze

Got all this wisdom feel like Castro

Don't pretend

When i see u leave don't follow me back in

Cant match unless its all black

Gr gr grrrrw

I'm ready for all the attacks

Yeah yeah

Yeah I'm zooted off that pack that make u wanna leave class

U better watch yo back cuz dope man here to expose all the rats

I wear so much chains not for flexing just for a energy blast

I'll blast yo ass up on the other side if you fuckin wit the clan

I used to rock vans now i stack plans so they neva know my tracks