OPEN UP HE HEAD Lyrics

Pussy worried bout my views nigga ain't your homie dead

Argue for a parking spot and they open up he head

Dare a nigga play with my top we gone put shit straight to bed

I just jump out chase a opp down and I stand all on he head

Flizzy breezing shit foreal them boys ain't never catch no body

They gone make up fifty stories I don't talk about no bodies

Call me Flizzy Zop el chapo make a call and squash your squady

My shooter go dumb off a weed he don't need no percs or Molly

He don't need no line of coke

Hit a mission then come home wash my hands with Clorox not soap

Pop out chop stick do do do do send a nigga home

Nigga I don't need no crew I pop out do that shit alone

Pop out hear a rraa rraa burn your face like boric acid

I don't ramp with semi guns all my choppas shooting rapid

Everytime I drop a tape that shit like I drop a casket

I could stretch from here to there call me Flizzy Zop fantastic

Pull that chop up just like boof nigga this shit ain't no magic

Turn your dumb ass Danny phantom

When I up my g lock I gone squeeze until the fucking mag done

Talking on my g a n g you got the right and the wrong one

I don't like no compact gun I gone always bring the long one

This a krisvec holding forty walk up and fuck up the party

Please don't pop up on my land cause I gone cook you like pastrami

I just tax a nigga soul you could call me uncle Sammy

I will open up your head like if you acting wacky

Pussy worried bout my views nigga ain't your homie dead

Argue for a parking spot and they open up he head

Dare a nigga play with my top we gone put shit straight to bed

I just jump out chase a opp down and I stand all on he head

Pussy worried bout my views nigga ain't your homie dead

Argue for a parking spot and they open up he head

Dare a nigga play with my top we gone put shit straight to bed

I just jump out chase a opp down and I stand all on he head