Actavis Lyrics

Mix the codeine with the actavis and now I'm percolating

I bet she think I got my sane but the bitch must be mistaken

Bitch I'm high off the dope, I'm hanging with Haitians

And I got the youngans doing drills like I've been the satin

Hanging niggas by the neck they think I'm with the triple k

I'm trying to bomb on these niggas and hit em right in the face

Murder, murder, murder, murder, I'm trying to catch me a case

And if I catch you face to face, you gon' be like where my space

He got a bounty on his head he a dead man walking

He said he love them doves so I told him pick his coffin

Every step that I take is like a bloody Mary walkin

She don't follow the spam so tell me why she stalkin

I'm trying to put him in a body bag, tell me why you mad

All them white boys been some killers talking about all this shit rad

Got a slong up in my pants, call his bitch so she can gag

When I tell you that she running she didn't even throw it back

Tryna take his face off like I been crackin' lids

And I ain't fucking with niggas, them niggas green like Sid

Put that hoe on DND, she be like what I done did

And I ain't fucking with no trifle hoe aye homie do you dig

I've been toatin' on SK's, with drums them bitches go kaboom

With young k and big steppa we high as fuck up off them shrooms

I've been wishing for days that I'd be causing the doom

And I've been trying to wreck this city, call me murder mizune

Hop up on the private jet lil bitch I'm about to takeoff

I'll put a hole in one like I've been playin' the golf

Then all them niggas pillow talking I know them niggas soft

Pull up to the function, they count my wheels, nigga RIP to young Dolph

I told that nigga pick his casket, since we clutching automatics

And we bout to spin the benz in a all black 4matic

And I heard you lost your homie, know that shit so traumatic

But I still give no fucks, I got him, let him have it

Mix the codeine with the actavis and now I'm percolating

I bet she think I got my sane but the bitch must be mistaken

Bitch I'm high off the dope, I'm hanging with Haitians

And I got the youngans doing drills like I've been the satin

Hanging niggas by the neck they think I'm with the triple k

I'm trying to bomb on these niggas and hit em right in the face

Murder, murder, murder, murder, I'm trying to catch me a case

And if I catch you face to face, you gon' be like where my space