Cyanide Lyrics

Talkin' all that shit futseg'

Me and my niggas lit, you wack

Pull up with a Uzi, boy you boutta get tapped

Wish I could've had A-reee in this track

Brand new bitch, she hot

I can't give a fuck about a thot"

And if I get that money, I'ma ball it to the top

They thinking that I'm finished, but I ain't even start.

One hundred and thirty bandz in the safe

You acting up, bitch, what a shame.

I made it out the hood, I'm bout to make it to the States

I never chase a bitch, ain't got the pace

I'm the new wave, what you thought

Everything dead, corpses

I did it on my own and now I feel like baby boy

They hating on me cause they ain't got the choice

Talkin' all that shit futseg'

Me and my niggas lit, you wack

Pull up with a Uzi, boy you boutta get tapped

Wish I could've had A-reee in this track

Brand new bitch, she hot

I can't give a fuck about a thot"

And if I get that money, I'ma ball it to the top

They thinking that I'm finished, but I ain't even start.