unknown 300 Lyrics

Aye bitch I'm suited up, juiced up

Rail cannon, shoot em up

X-Wing not no srt that engine hum, then boost me up

We cruising round that galaxy

That pack on me, that boofy blunt

Yo baby momma mad at me, I played the cat then had to run

I pull up to his planet get to blasting, they won't last with us

They showing pictures on the gram and still talking that blasphemous

Niggas acting hard they jelly donuts, Imma pack em up

They crying at my feet like Major Sosa we done had enough

I gotta stop worrying bout them, and get to cashing up

Throw a 5 foot 2 girl in the pit, now she acting punk

14.2 karats on the wrist, yeah that's shiny stuff

Niggas say they bouta smoke, but don't wanna puff

I ain't with the cap, my money bald

Them my Franklins

Shawty hit too much of the joint

She getting anxious

Imma find my way on to everybody's playlist

If they don't love it, then they hatin'

Give his face a rearrangement

Took a trip upstate for the cake

Know what I'm saying

Had to slap a kid at the function

He was irritating

Choppa get em leaning and shakin'

Like he freebasing

My crew extra exclusive like Freemasons

Damn