Killa Instinctz - Young Droop, J-Mack, Capone

I done turned into a savage the shit I got taught

All I hang with is killas I ain’t neva got caught my squad go crazy

I’m with shotty go crazy (Go Crazy) know lil bos folks crazy he be totin' the

380 (Boom! Boom!)

I dare a nigga try to play me i’ma lay his ass down like he lazy

Bitch I ain’t for none (none) they put a nigga on parole see I couldn’t walk

around with no gun (What?)

You can ask bro nem they’ll tell you about foe’nem and how them niggas see me

and they run (Nigga know)

Cause they know I got it on me and I can merch on my homie

I’m used to ridin' round by my lonely but Sheen (Savage) (Savage)just called

say he wanna ride with me

So I put em in the back let em tote the macaroni and that bitch go (Blllllat)

Semi automatic, it took off a nigga back

I wish a nigga would try to run up on Pap

Hell yeah I can fight, but I rather up a strap I rather up a pole on a nigga

Got a keep a pole on me nigga I’m too known for a nigga

How you get caught for a pole lil nigga and you home already, lord know you

done told on a nigga

You can catch me on the pole where is cold you can froze lil nigga (It's

freezinnnn')

Need a sweater or a coat lil nigga No sense of humor but if you walk around

broke lil nigga

I laugh at that joke lil nigga which yo funny ass

Fake ass trues with yo bummy ass

I done came along way from sellin’dummy bags…

Now I’m gettin' money nowwww

Smoking on dope

I got money I got bitches, Etc

Bitch I was gettin' caught with this and go felon

No season this year i’m smokin' on

Flash keep me up like i’ma rollin' off adderall

I be bussin' my squad ain’t for nothing let my nina talk and she don’t like

discussion

A couple face shots, couple shots to his stomach, his brains oozin' out

That shit look like some vomit somebody get his ass up

Ambulance picked his ass up he’s dead on arrival there’s no point in tryin'

The doctor stitch his ass up or it’s over with PBG who i’m rollin' with

But you already know that shit they pay homage like they owe that shit

I see you got a gun, you not on shit till you blow that bitch

If I was a scared man, I’d be dead man, smokin' headband, tryin' get higher

than red man

Pack so loud I anit hear what you sayin' man

You’ll never see me down and talkin' to the feds man

Fuck what a nigga heard PBG be the word I’m just tryna get a check like the 3rd

Ridin' round with my bitch smokin' herb got 2 twin forties that’s the only

thing his and hers

Hell nah I ain’t scared I’ma let this bitch blow boa I gave yo bitch back

Shorty let that shit go yeah I let her suck my dick but I let that bitch know

Hell yeah I got a bitch so I let my bitch know Cause it’s levels to this shit

Rules, regulations she give me dumb brain like she neva had no education

You ain’t tryna kill none boa I see you hesitating

Shooting with yo eyes closed, fuck you doin' meditating

Boa If you scared go to church, read Revelation

Quick to blow, thank the lord I got better patience

Niggas know boa I be higher thanelevators

Turn the day you got smoked into a celebration