Evil Thoughts Lyrics

It's 8 a.m. right now, I'm coolin' with my murderers

If a bitch talk slick, then I'm gon' get my bitch to murder her

My bitch said I'm cheatin', I'm calm down, I never heard of her

choppa get to clappin', you better run back in the crib, you know

Bro, I'm high as fuck, I can't raise it to a higher note

Nigga talkin' murder, well, you know that that's for hire tho

You wanna join the camp, well, you gotta catch a M

And he coolin' on that block, you better kill him with his friends

Uh, spend that block, they not outside, spend that shit again

Ayy, switch his ass, he still twichin', switch his ass again

Ayy, we bang bros, all we do is spend blocks

Yeah, send shots, yeah, and hit tops, go

He's lackin' on that block, well, I'm tryna hit his taco

Lil Brody dropped the drac, why the fuck you let the yop go

We hit his fuckin' head, he fucked around and let his brain go

She said she wanna fuck, well, it takes two to tango

You ain't spend that block, nigga, you should be ashamed, bro

Throw away your life for that shit that's on that tat, though

Niggas wanted smoke, guess that they don't want it no more

Say you makin' bread, you don't got that shit to show for

Beat they block in order nigga fee fi fo fum

Yeah, I made that song, niggas ridin' round with four drums

Ten milly with a switch, yeah, bitch, you can't afford them

Go spend that fuckin' block before you do, bitch, I'm not dumb

Oh, only murder in my eyes

Tell that boy you bound to die

Tell that boy you bound to die

Oh, only murder in my eyes

Tell that boy you bound to die

Tell that boy you bound to die

Get back, get up on him, push his shit back

Lil' mad ass know he mad that I hit that

He got a burner where he at, I wanna get that

I want murder, she said I'm done with my lil' sick ass

Oh, that's him? Crept up on him, my lil' slick ass

Evil thoughts, light a red can, that's full of gas

I wanna kill, I should drown him in sulfuric acid

Let me stop what I just said, was fuckin' scatted

You tried to diss me and the guys, nah I'm not gon' have it

Get up on him, that's a opp brody, let him have it

Get up on him, just gon' shoot, bro, I'm probably snappin

That's your song?, well, turn it off, I'm done with all the cappin

Say you gon' kill me, that's not finna happen

Turn it up, I'm on y'all ass, I'm done with bein' nice

You know life is like a gamble, don't be rollin' dice

Last nigga was tryna gamble, then got put on ice

Don't be lackin' outside, you know we ending nights

Nigga got put in that room, then he turned to mice

Yeah, he turned to Mickey, got caught up with them blickies

Bro said he want his head, okay, bro, go get him

He lackin' bad, I bet that I'm gon' roll him up

I ain't had the Marley's, so I put him in a dutch

He keep spinnin', so I start to double clutch

No, we not scared, know the devil stay with us

I'm with Lil' Azstrxl, now I'm smokin' with the Vamps

They not knowin' that I'm rollin' other Vamps

We big demons, we got guns that's so advanced

A strobe light on the 10, ah make em dance

They can't hang around me, they be fuckin' up my plans

Just smoked your man and now I'm smokin' on your twin

Bitch, keep the coochie don't want that shit, that shit twam

Why she come around me? know, she smellin' like a clam