THE ATTIRE Lyrics

All black is the attire when I come to creep

The Niggas see me on they street

They know I come to eat

But I ain't talking bout no food

Bitch I'm coming for yo soul

And I don't mean to be rude

I'm just here to simply slap a nigga

And take his bitch

Give a fuck about the consequences when I'm in this bitch

I'm out here clinching on my shirt

Thinking about what I'm finna do

Thoughts of slaughtering the whole game

And jumping off a roof

Hoe

And I won't take no for answers

When I come through this bitch

I'm shootings niggas

When I hit em now they start becoming dancers

I thought you was into that trap shit

Not wit all that snitch shit

You running around runnin yo mouth

Like you a big bitch

I could give a fuck about yo feelings or yo family

I will come and put you in the dirt

Quick in a dandy

Niggas say I gahhdamn got that shit that make you vomit

Rip ya nigga spine out

Now you sick to ya stomach

Nigga

Now why you looking at me like a bitch

I got niggas on my side that'll put you in a ditch

No questions

I don't think asked you for answers

Pikegang here to kill em all

We like terminal cancer

Fuck around and find yoself left out in the cold

Niggas said I got them flows

But I already done known

I got plays lined up

Them pounds already been sold

But I'm real bold

But that's another story to be told

Nigga