Fatality Lyrics

I just been totin and rollin

My brothas patrollin

We tryna go find us an opp

I just keep goin and goin

These rappers be trollin

But you know my shit off the top

Say they been knowin i'm flowin

That i'm really growin

But i need that fake shit to stop

They finna reap what they sowin

When my barrel smokin

You know that them bodies gon drop

I wonder why they sit behind my back talkin shit like i don't even know

I think it's cause all these haters be pussy

and they don't want none of the smoke

But it's okay because i understand why you don't wanna go at me bro

Nah i'm just kidding if you wanna talk then i hit you with that fatal blow

Hit with that fatality to your dome

Send yo ass up to your eternal home

You know what they be sayin bout when in rome

So if you pull up then i pull out that chrome

If you tryin to slide then i follow your eyes

If you tryin to run you got nowhere to hide

If you really gon do it you better decide

Cause right now it seems like a good time to die

You actin a fool and you talkin real loud

You better watch what comes out of your mouth

If you say some shit that i cannot allow

Then i'll have to show how we do it down south

I'll have to pop out and hit with that blick

I'll wipe yo nose like you muhfuckin sick

I know you scared when you hearin that click

You shoulda known cause i been bout it bitch

Been bout it bitch i ain't havin that

Mad bout a bitch cause i'm tappin that

Say you killer you cappin that

Don't come at me cause i'm packin that

Aye Aye packin that heat

Your little boo wanna bounce on my meat

She said that she wanna come meet and great

There ain't no talkin this a meet and beat

Ima go meet it and beat it up right

Ima pull up wit a mask in the night

I got the glock so we not finna fight

Fuck murder she wrote, it's murder i write

I'm writin the murder but won't catch a case

She told me to pull out and nut just in case

She goin back home and you kissin the place

You tastin my nut when you lickin her face

You know i'm lit so i'm fuckin it up

Take yo bitch give her dick now she fallin in love

Keep a glock wit a stick you don't wanna run up

I ain't leavin no prints so i put on the gloves

I don't worry bout shit i just fill up my cup

I see you at the bottom but i'm up above

Gonna run up the score like my name Cooper kupp

I grew up with the hate so this what i've become

I've become what they givin to me now

They be hatin on me but i don't see how

I'm my own boss you won't see me bow

Broken hearted make yo main bitch my rebound

I'm catchin yo bitch off the board like rebound

I'm taking your hoe turn her right to a freak now

Ima pull up f&n when i pop out

I walk in yo hood and you seein what we bout