let me rain havoc Lyrics

Aye, look

Ohh shit

He's back with another one

(Y-y-yung sanjay)

They could call me Dwayne cus my flow hard like a rock

Yeah my boy a keep a K, got a strap like a jock

Young profit on the mic, better listen when I talk

I just pulled up in the game but I climb up to the top

Keep yo eye on the ball or you gotta tee up

Homie spent all of his bread, now he gotta re up

Yeah he runnin but he falling, boy keep yo knees up

I give you a free fade but it ain't no free cut

All this bread in my hands, sike I don't got no rap money

Work a honest living cus I only want that money

When I rap, all my friends laugh, am I that funny?

You sold your soul for the cash you a fat dummy

I just beat it up, now I'm blasting music in the whip

Old me never on shit, I don't reminisce

Ken put Drake in the ground with that last diss

Let me never lose my dignity, that's my last wish

Everytime I fuck around and lack I face the repercussions

If you snitch on what I did you cut off it ain't no discussion

I just downed like 3 bottles of Tito's you know I ain't bluffin

You nice but you hollow on the inside you ain't got no stuffin'

Aye, cookin up like a muffin

Fuckin with the home girl so I got to cuffin

Aye, eat it up like a puffin

I'm not used to rappin, I'm still adjustin

Aye, and you know I'm still adjustin

My boy he got that trigger finger yeah he get to bussin

Aye, calm down why we rushin?

I got 10 different ways to make you stop fussin'

Aye, my flow different like Weezy

I got hella ganja but I'm hittin' on the peezy

I be laughing while I'm makin music like I'm Cash Kidd

Put some funny words in a story like a mad lib

Aye, aye, like a mad lib

My flow way too fuckin good I don't need no ad libs

New to the game but I rain havoc

Aye, and I'm rappin like I'm Travis