BULLETSBITELIKECANINES Lyrics

Pull up to your party with an M9

Bitch I get to sparkin' in this place, pussy you get fried

All the homies jumpin' out the cars, they rockin carbines

Then we finna let it rip, these bullets bite like canines

Stop it, I'm out of options

All of the ops tryna make me mad so my choppa popping

Better back the fuck up before I blast, better count your losses

All these incendiary bullets, they be shootin' toxic, don't plan on stopping

Honestly, working towards the profiting

When I make my first fuckin' band I'm gon' deposit it

Then I get back right inside the booth, please do not bother me

Said you got the sauce, but I'm thinkin' that you lost in it, constantly

Said I couldn't pull up pussy, I'm thinkin' I can, huh

Niggas talkin' hella fuckin' shit, oh you a fan, huh

Movin' really quiet, never speakin', that's the plan, yeah

Now that nigga going ghost when I pulled up in a sedan, huh

I'm in the winter cold being hunted down, I feel like Levi

Touchdown, while I'm on the field, I ball like Eli

Knocked out, pussy boy kept talkin', he need revive

Fuck around, and my choppa do math it's gon' divide

Choppa make that nigga do the running man

Said he want static, so I'm motherfuckin' dumpin' him

If there is a mosh pit, then you'll catch me jumpin' in

ODM gear on me, so I'm motherfuckin' cuttin' him

Pull up to your party with an M9

Bitch I get to sparkin' in this place, pussy you get fried

All the homies jumpin' out the cars, they rockin carbines

Then we finna let it rip, these bullets bite like canines

Pull up to your party with an M9

Bitch I get to sparkin' in this place, pussy you get fried

All the homies jumpin' out the cars, they rockin carbines

Then we finna let it rip, these bullets bite like canines