Where He Go? Lyrics

Pass me the mic cuz they never do shit

If he spinnin we spinnin we hit

He could act tough say he uppin that blick

But travis got killed for that shit

I know he aint real he aint catchin a body

Yes im saying the feds steady on me

He say he put me on a tee he aint find me

But just know ill catch me a homi

Liam got hit bullets heat up his face

He got hit cuz he wanted to play

Dav hella lucky bitch done got away

Coulda cought 30 rounds to the face

And R dissapeared where the fuck did he go?

Got the feds thinking "shit ion know"

Finger itch, dont come near ill blow

Ski mask, big mac , tiptoe

Fuck 12 runnin up commas for fun

Fuck what you say blood spilled redrum

Im really gon shoot lemme call up my plug

Imma go in and go cop me a drum

Like what? Like what?

Imma go in and go cop me a drum, Grrah

Bullets rearrange him they think im a surgeon

Shoot at his head know that headache be hurtin

Run into opps cuz i know where they lurkin

Shot at his head imma do it on purpose

He talkin tough bullets make him go idle

He claim he an opp, but he dont want that title

If i talk bout an opp promise this aint recital

If he run into cops i am not homicidal damn

And he know how i am and they know how i be

He dont want problems these demons in me

Im calling up brodie we shoot 30 deep like damn

He dont want it like he finna scream

And they know how i am

Imma shoot double hands

He dont want problems cock back then blam

They know that he ran

He tripped like damn

Aint talkin bout summer my bullets gon slam like what?

Pass me the mic cuz they never do shit

If he spinnin we spinnin we hit

He could act tough say he uppin that blick

But travis got killed for that shit

I know he aint real he aint catchin a body

Yes im saying the feds steady on me

He say he put me on a tee he aint find me

But just know ill catch me a homi

Liam got hit bullets heat up his face

He got hit cuz he wanted to play

Dav hella lucky bitch done got away

Coulda cought 30 rounds to the face

And R dissapeared where the fuck did he go?

Got the feds thinking "shit ion know"

Finger itch, dont come near ill blow

Ski mask, big mac , tiptoe

Fuck 12 runnin up commas for fun

Fuck what you say blood spilled redrum

Im really gon shoot lemme call up my plug

Imma go in and go cop me a drum

Like what? Like what?

Imma go in and go cop me a drum, Grrah