Lil Motorola - Ramirez

Hold up, wait a fucking second—let me puff up on a spliff

Thunder striking down, watch 'em bleed just as the bullets hit

See me makin' plays in the cut, Motorola flip

Open up the pit and break a motherfuckin' jaw, bitch

Twelve gauge shotty, grey decapitate

I’m that motherfucker you don’t want to play or hate

I don’t lock you with the choppa, bitch, I’ll bust yo' grape

Pussyboy, you best be playin', make sure that you don’t make mistakes

Grey*59, let it rain blood, it’s a grey flood

Open up my mouth, and you can see the gold slugs

Fuck 12, I ain’t postin' bail, let me rot in Hell

I can shake the Earth and be the reason that the ocean swells

Let it be known, you can’t fuck with us

Pull up with the squad and turn you into dust

You a pussy motherfucker, someone not to trust

Bitch, I’ll pull up with a nina, watch a motherfucker bust

(Huh, huh, huh)

Bitch, I’m on the run from all the cops so I just lay low

Trigger finger itchin' and I do it for the peso

Drop it off and make it quick when I come through and say so

Stinging like a bumblebee and leave you with a halo

Knockin' off yo block set up shop make yo body flop

Inside of the bucket with the chop scopin' out the job

Tearing up the club bring the ruckus boy this shit don’t stop

Gripping on the Glock, pickin' locks, watch a pussy drop

In the head, The Walking Dead

Fuck all the feds, feed 'em lead

Paint your ass red, leave me to death

I’ll watch you dread, take your last breath

Under my shed is where you rest

One to the chest, I’m not to test

Bitch, take caution, it’s the walking corpse straight out the coffin

And we mobbin', loadin' up the Glock, proceed to robbin'

And you dodgin', but these bullets coming, ain’t no stoppin'

You flodgin' punk-ass motherfucker, meet the rocket