Obsessed Lyrics

Pull up, nigga with the tech I'm obsessed

See that flash, ain't nothing left, nigga that's death

I'm brim, what's your set

Come correct, my shooter, he got next, you can get left

That nigga got violent, with

No foundation, another bitch rap Hating', nigga wrote a statement

Like sun burn they gun in the house, no threat, just runnin' they mouth,

The semi bang like we under attack trigger happy, we shooting them back

Ask em what that rap about, you really live that shit

watch a nigga pack him out, nigga I crash out

Like nothin' to lose, I'm grabbin' the tool got K's like cake, leave blood on my boots

Double back like I saw something move, you front of my dudes, you in front of me too

Pull up, nigga with the tech I'm obsessed

See that flash, ain't nothing left, nigga that's death

I'm brim, what's your set

Come correct, my shooter, he got next, you can get left

That nigga gonna catch a bullet, Hell, and I'm goin' through it

Like me, I never chase a bitch, I bet they can't relate to this

When I come and see him, that's sool gonna leave him

They ain't gon' pop, when they runnin' to the opp,

Taste for the finer things, I got the chop, bad perk, we makin' him drop

You ain't never tell a demon chill, cause he feelin' the kill

In the field with a beam and a steel, they hungry for blood, the feelin' is real

Gangsta just believe that, I push a nigga weave back

I bet he won't weave that, nigga I'll squeeze back

knock a nigga cap off, body drop, trap door, call you niggas mad soft

Pull up, nigga with the tech I'm obsessed

See that flash, ain't nothing left, nigga that's death

I'm brim, what's your set

Come correct, my shooter, he got next, you can get left

Pull up, nigga with the tech I'm obsessed

See that flash, ain't nothing left, nigga that's death

I'm brim, what's your set

Come correct, my shooter, he got next, you can get left