hurricane Lyrics

Yeah

Kush smoke up in my lungs, yea, I'm a chiefer

I don't want that bitch, yea, yea, and I don't need her

Glock .45 on me, that heater

I be running through these niggas just like the reaper(yea yea yea)

I feel like Hurricane Mejia

Yea yea, I feel like Hurricane Mejia, Avalanche Jamil, Earthquake McLean

Yea, yea, and Tsunami Moore

Yea, I can't fuck with these whores

She ain't got no funds, but she want Dior

Glock .19 on me up the score

Yea, yea, she wanna see Zillasaurus

Bitch it's Tsunami Moore

I feel like I'm Hurricane, I feel like I'm number six

I feel like I'm Hurricane Mejia bitch

Always smoking dope with Earthquake McLean

Avalanche Jamil, that's the gang

Up that Smith & Wesson on that pussy make him sing

I feel like I'm Hurricane Mejia bitch

I feel like I'm number six, I'm gone run over this bitch

And you know I'm coming blacked out, with my mask on

She asked why my name Tsunami, told her"bae just come along"

And you know it's on, bitches ask what happened? It's a fucking disaster

Me and all my niggas we just natural disasters

I keep these niggas quiet, told them"shut up and don't talk"

I take it to the Baja everytime I touch the ball

I don't trip, I don't fall, shoutout to all my dawgs

Shoutout to all my niggas, real G shit, they deliver

They all about that skrilla, hang with the apes, nigga the gorillas

I feel like Hurricane Mejia

Yea, yea, I feel like Hurricane Mejia, Avalanche Jamil, Earthquake McLean

Yea yea, and Tsunami Moore

Bitch, I feel like Hurricane Mejia

Bitch, I feel like Hurricane Mejia, Avalanche Jamil, Earthquake McLean

Yea, yea, and Tsunami Moore