skellzdead - Heroin Bob Lyrics

You know that shit you guys do?
You're f*cking yourselves up man

AH

If im leavin your back bent the Guala the cash spent
Im meditatin breaking everything That you lacking
They handling trash shit
Battling past tense
Every way I do it moving mastering Mac 10s

I leave you bloody and gutted he Like a backwood
My mans be steadily gunning Whenever thats good

I keep two blades by the belt
I was put on medication they saying I need help
They dont know it
But i be acting dangerous
I just beat a court case about tax Invasion
Sk dropped
Thats activation
I will win without a doubt on any Rap occasion
Uh
If he speaking on the skellz, he got To watch his mouth
Im asking how old is your brother?
I might rock a child
I be creeping like the spider in a
Water spout
Now we rolling deep with a chopper Inside your part of town

Stick cant f*ck wit me i got back
Cant touch the key i got straps
Lift band up the tee i got thrax
Stand up to me i got tacs
Kid cant touch the streets he not that
Land of the free we knock tracks
Stick cant f*ck wit me i got back
Cant touch the key i got straps

Bitches acting like im extra
But its pimping
Im a real deal killer, im a comic Book villain
Dont be pressing if you aint ready to Heavily defend it
Im leaving people leaking on the Ground without a sentence

Rocking double S
RG on me
Motherf*ckers step talking bout They lil homie
But they about to get pressed
Left deceased
If i rock out with a vest
Then im carrying heat

Cuz im poppin out with a stash in My right patch
And forty fives might blast out my Right mag
Ahh
F*ck with me and you might pass
Cuz my mans be retaliating quite Fast
Im on different headspace and you Deadweight
Aint your decision get checked til Your nexk break
A cataclysm
Sk finna detonate
And sk is my religion
Call the rest fake

Stick cant f*ck wit me i got back
Cant touch the key i got straps
Lift band up the tee i got thrax
Stand up to me i got tacs
Kid cant touch the streets he not that
Land of the free we knock tracks
Stick cant f*ck wit me i got back
Cant touch the key i got straps

And when im off the cart move like A cartoon

Oh shit cant see now
Im trying to get my start soon
Its a hard move
...
Whole team on speed dial
And all my shit sharp through bitch
Eight balls cracking like i use a F*ckin pool stick
Only reason that they hating
Becuase im useless
Disposable and stupid
I turned into a ruthless
Ahhhhh
But who knew?
Talking about you tryna lock in
But who you?
Choppa stutter
When i walk in
To dudes room
I cant
Get a second of space its lose lose

Who the f*ck trying to step up
And get their neck shattered
Only reason they mad
Is im the best rapper
When im walking around with my Ice
My neck chatter
And im looking down peeping my Chest and the red splatters

Stick cant f*ck wit me i got back
Cant touch the key i got straps
Lift band up the tee i got thrax
Stand up to me i got tacs
Kid cant touch the streets he not that
Land of the free we knock tracks
Stick cant f*ck wit me i got back
Cant touch the key i got straps
Chemicals man
Theyll f*ck you up