Quantity Control Lyrics

Real motherfuckers keep a nine on they mind

Fuck around with the rippa

It's gonna be your fucking time

I'm taking drugs every day

And they really think I'm fine

I'm taking drugs every day

All the way and through the night

I could really give a fuck if I make it through this life

I keep it strapped up with a bayonet this ain't no knife

I told her ass up fuck her then I made that bitch my wife

I pull a mask up if you're talking slick to me or mines

Yeah I keep it real all I do is keep it real

It's the two OKIE soldiers

Don't get caught up in the field

Got my shooter by my side confirmation on the kill

It's so red up in my eyes as I watch my skin peel

Step back

Don't get killed

Holes up in your chest

And I love the bloody view

I said step back

Don't get killed

Holes up in your chest

Now tell me how you feel

Shot a motherfucker in the club now his blood's in my lean

My gun a camera when I up it I'm shooting the scene

Motherfuckers never fuckin with me

Carry on a loaded chamber run up on me

You could get all 20 for free

I'm so high I forgot what dimension I was in

I can't even watch a horror movie without clutching pistol grip

My stomach and my head hurting

Trippin off them drugs I see dead lurking

Bought that bitch a Birkin then I shot the hoe

I watched her scream I almost started smirking

Fuck my boss fuck my teachers

I'm gonna flex on the stage

While they watch from the bleachers

Fuck my ex fuck my fake friends

I'm too rich to make amends

I'm too rich to make amends

All good things come to an end

All good things come to an end