Lucid Lyrics

If you talking on the game we gotta drop shit

Throw my lil brother hunter in the mosh pit

Semi automatics with the chop sticks

Look me in the eyes when you talk shit

I turn ya baby momma to a block bitch

Plus I heard she suck a real good dick

Gumming on the tip like she was toothless

Bend her over fuck her to my new shit

My homie pipe yo baby momma to his new shit

Damn mother fucka be ruthless

I'ma dream boy I'm lucid

I got the world and I juice it

She on the way, I told that lil baby I don't play no games

She runnin the race, if my heart the finish I'm bring the place aw

Turnin this shit on like 10, I'm fuckin her once then forget em again

If she wanted more then I got other men

Cuz I'm not meant for love I just leave em on read aw

I might leave a bitch on read if I don't fuck witcha

All I hang around is mufuckin drug dealers

I got guns in real life we ain't on twitter

What you made last year ain't flexing no figures

If you pull up on my set there's at least 6 triggers

Don't make me call up Sosa he a grave digger

You ain't got it like me I'm getting paid different

Since I left the label I been getting way bigger

We shoot like machine gun we make yo whole team run

We got it like that cuz you know MNC on

Boosie the beamer, we crashing the beamer

We want all the smoke, bitch we roll like a steamer

Bitch I am from Cleveland, ride it like that

When I sing on the waves and I'm slamming the rap

Bitch I came from the trap, and you know it's a bag

When I pull up on bitches they paying in cash, aw yea