Gutterman Music

Pimp talk with the gun on his dick

Multi classic, Jurassic gat, Bubble in the bricks

Nicknamed Cassis, Milano's blow through the Verrazano

Catch me on fly mode bastard

I come from the strong, Four-fifth long

With the bubble gum goose on, With boots on, One

We down to kill niggas, Jump in the wheels

Screw the tip off then blow my some Phil's

I'm a silverback, Blue llamas, Out in Holland

Holla if you want drama, We hit lovers and Mommas

So what's the nonsense, Yo, You play'n with piranhas

Get your face hit, Skin start smoking like ganja

Levi's on, Eyes on me, Black Dutch, Gold watch on

You swear I got the glocks on

Cuban Linxs music, With rocks on

Fuck yall niggas, Put your pops on it

Yo, I ain't a rock star, But I get rock bread

Still in the DT, How many drop head

I don't want you to throw up, I want you to drop dead

Now can you picture me rolling like Pac said

Do it for the inmates, All of the hot heads

Young niggas that pump coke, All of the pot heads

Heavy bling, Empty out the click, Let the dez-e ring

Scales only used to be digital, Now it's everything

Screws in the Maruey's, Ice sitting right over the Pauly's

I ain't got to tell you, No to story

Drug dealer turned rapper

Slash gangsta thug nigga, That burn Master's

They say when you getting money the World turns faster

Hollow tips and dummys'll earn you a casket

He was a titan but wasn't ready for who he clashed with

Wake is pop'n, Funeral was a classic, Sick bastard