Rude guy Lyrics

Got this blunt in my hand

Shit gone ease my mind huh

Shit

You know i'm feeling like breaking the pack in a Bentley huh

I told her I'm riding that shit like a mother fucking ten speed yeah

I swear I don't got time for the haters them niggas gone get me

I'm praying the demons don't get me

Yeah uh

I think that I get it but now that I don't

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

This choppa gone buss at yo face and yo dome

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I took yo bitch and I fuck her at home

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

All night long and all night long

Skrrt Skrrt

I'm in yo crib with a fucking 40

This choppa gone fuck all night bussing horny

This shit gone get bloody and gory

Run up on me choppa telling a story

Bad bitch on top of my mother fucking porch

She got the lean and I tell her to pour it

I think I'm talking my shit like a poet

Demons in my head you know it

Uh big trip

I can't fuck around with the snakes

It's a big snitch

I can't hang around all the rats

It's a big risk

I listen to the sound of the facts

That's some big trick

That's some that's some big shit

Uh uh

That's on god I'd put this forty to yo head

Now you lacking now you capping

Now you fucking dead

I don't give a damn now you leaking big red

All these niggas in my face

Get the fuck fed

Uh federal nigga uh uh

I won't talk no shit to you

And I ain't no federal nigga uh uh

Talk my shit straight to my tomb

I'm making my enemies sicker

Uh the way I split my 2s and 2s

When all my niggas get richer

We gone find yo ass and get you screwed

Hand up on my knocker

We gone knock up at yo door and knock yo screw

We don't play round with guns

We gone shoot you with this tool

We gone show you what's so funny

Ha ha ha shoot you in two

Then ill take ya bitch

And then ill take ya sister fuck her too

Some might call me

Rude dude cruel dude rude guy

I think I'm on

Voo doo Voo doo

Till I die

I know I'm a fool dude fool dude

End up right

I don't know what to do to do

In this fight

All these other pills in my system uh

They be fucking shit up to my wisdom uh

I think imma get it I might get them uh

Shit all these bitches know that they don't get them

Yeah opp is the pussy my choppa keep fucking it

Hit in the back and I hit at a lot of hits

I'm making tracks and I'm making a lot of hits

I got some haters still gaining a lot of it

These niggas gone hate don't know where the problem is

Stay on my grind cuz I know there's a plot to it

Stay on my path cuz I know I'm gone follow it

I'm smoking gas I'm not smoking a lot of it

These niggas want that fucking smoke

With the choppa that you tote

What's so funny what's the joke

Yeah my choppa down to blow

That bitch suck my dick she choke

Rock the bed like rock the boat

Had to let these niggas know

Don't come playing with my flow uh