babyrell - Terminator Lyrics

Gen Five Glock on me, this bitch a exterminator
I'm too faded off the wood imma have to take the perky later
This bitch wouldn't shut the f*ck up, gave her a percolator
I could hit the road and sell a zip, I don't work for paper
Niggas want to be me so bad, they impersonator's
Throw me back a yellow bar and I terminate her
Eyes blood red, don't see shit i'm the terminator
When i'm talking on the mic you don't need a lighter
I'm walking around with all this dog shit, i might need a diaper
Your bitch keep blowing up my phone, imma have to pipe her
I ain't even really want to do it but she was acting nicer

Told bro it's not even my fault that your bitch friendly
Shit, I wouldn't even have did it but the bitch tempt me
Ran out of lean, should I get another pint? bro i'm kind of tempted
Bitch tryna leave and I ain't even nut, hoe your not finished
When you hold One Hundred K that shit feel different
I'm a fiend, I just downed a whole pint and I don't feel different
Bro just got out of jail and he still killing
Bitch pussy was so good, she already left and i still feel it
Chopper bullets hit em in his mouth, he's going to need dentures my fiend know whenever I whip the- Alright hold on
Chopper bullets hit him in his mouth he gon need dentures
My fiend know whenever I whip pot, It's the right mixture

Three-Five in a backwood, I don't roll swishers
Want to f*ck with me cause I got paper, that bitch is a gold digger
It's not my fault your nigga broke, go get his rolls thicker
I told bro i'm getting tired of Gold, I might Rose the Bentley
Hydraulics on the whip, It's looking like I done rose the Bentley
Don't even hit me if you broke cause them bows expensive
Ice on my wrist got it looking like I froze the AP
I ain't even really need that pint, I just chose to sip it
Fill him up with led and I ain't even got to grab a pencil
How you mad at me cause your bitch wants to grab my pickle?
I could turn a penny to a dime and won't grab a nickel
Told bro let me get the drink for Five, that's half a nickel

Shit damn, I meant half a dime told my bitch it ain't no fifty fifty, your half is mine
Bored, I might just go and count some money to past the time
Hit a nigga twice, make sure he dead in his after life
Weed so strong, you sober up and get a after-high
Told my plug it ain't no coming back when it's after Nine
Remember when I was broke, Im coming back with a new design
It's two bad bitches in my crib and they're sippin' whine
I don't really f*ck with fives or fours so I drop the nine
I told my bro to get a piggy bank, he keep dropping dimes
Bars on yo head back to back, I keep dropping rhymes
I always knew that nigga was a snake but ain't see the slime

Always knew that bitch would do me wrong but ain't see the sign
Told bro to take that blurry chain off, It don't even shine
How the f*ck they knock y'all niggas off?y'all ain't even slide
Your bitch keep calling my phone and she ain't even mine