Terrors ft. GameOver2x Lyrics

I got this 40 in my lap

Don't run up on me

Shells jumping out that pot like macaroni

It's enough room on that shirt for all yo homies

It's enough room in the dirt

Don't run up on me

My aim is amazing

This Mac giving facelifts

Rearrange ya braces

Spray it

Leave you faceless

The DA giving out cases

We keep coming bacc like Jason

RCPD got my dicc all in they mouth, bitch how it taste

Lift that cutter

Swang wide

Side to side with it

Introduce my main bitch to all my side bitches

My ex text me on my birthday

Sent a selfie, damn that hurt me

Now I gotta change my number

How the hell do I got service when I'm on a yacht?

Told that bitch get lost

Now these hoes calling me DJ Khaled

A broke nigga asks what it cost, but a nigga like me is jus havin

Break a bitch like a habit

Fucced around, blew my first hunnit thousand

Fucc it I'm thuggin

It's nothing, they say the first hunnits the hardest

The second one come a lil faster

Break a bitch like a habit

Fucced around, blew my first hunnit thousand

Fucc it I'm thuggin

It's nothing, they say the first hunnits the hardest

The second one come a lil faster/Two tone Rollie

Issa custom

I lost money on it

Fucc it, I got what I wanted

This rolls is a wraith

Switched out the ghost

It's haunted

Left stains on it

No I did not leave no condoms

But shit did get super ugly

I left kids all on the seat

Tuccin hunnits in a safe

I ain't never tucc a chain

But a took a couple chains and left a couple niggas changed

Pistol whip him

Cracc the frame

That's word to Shay

Bitch I BUST

We not the same

Eighty Gang

BADLAND MAFIA EXCHANGE

HOE

Stale Face

Thizz Fa$e

Stale Face

Thizz Fa$e

I bought my young shooter a range

Cause that lil nigga got range

And he just bought a switch

That bitch go BRRRRRRRRR

Insane

If he pop out that roof

That's game

Yo shooter need that Molly

Off that boot

That's a shame

My dawg jus bought a raptor

I got one too, now we the same

My shorty signed a deal

He got a chopsticc

And a chain

And I heard you signin' statements

Shit don't change

Except for niggas

When this 4 niccel pop hot lead thru frames

I got this 40 in my lap

Don't run up on me

Shells jumping out this pot like macaroni

It's enough room on that shirt for all yo homies

It's enough room in that dirt

Don't run up on me

I got this 40 in my lap

Don't run up on me

Shells jumpin' out this pot like macaroni

It's enough room on that shirt for all yo homies

It's enough room in that dirt

Don't run up on me

Stale Face

Thizz Fa$e

The Feds ain't piccin up this case...

Stale Face

Thizz Fa$e

The Feds ain't piccin up this case...

STALE FACE

THIZZ FA$E

THE FEDS AIN'T PICCIN UP THIS CASE

STALE FACE

THIZZ FA$E

THE FEDS AIN'T PICCIN UP THIS CASE