Songtexte Bound - ASTRAL*

You talkin' that shit so what's cracking
You not really bout it so go and be passive
And I'm turning all these lame boys into past tense
You better watch out for the opps catch you lacking
Get hit with that 100 round drum
He steady dissing on the gang is he dumb
That boy don't want smoke yeah that boy is a bum
He ain't shooting shit cause he don' got a gun
And I feel litty
You pussies stay out of my city
Keep that tool on me I got me a blicky
Got me some Owens not talking bout Rickey
He steady knowing this shit can get risky
He's never gonna be winning
Got me a bitch right out of Houston named Whitney
Put him on a white tee not talking bout Grizzley
The opps thing they got me but I'm steady grinning
These boys just pussy they not gonna shoot
If they keep talking down put em all on the news
And we gon leave em hanging just like a noose
We slide on your block and hit you and your crew
I'm winning they sick of it just like the flu
Shit can get sticky just like some glue
That boy he a poser that boy he a fluke
You finna get checked off like some Nikes
If you gonna at me then come here and fight me
Is he gonna fold yeah that's very likely
He acting all tough but he not very mighty
We gon slide on his block leave that boy crying
Them percs in his system got that boy dying
Me and the gang we gon start a lil riot
And he steady capping lil boy just be quiet yeah

If you thought that was it you were sorely mistaken

I can go way harder than that
Let's go

Yeah Uh Yeah

Big Ass draco go fah fah fah
We gon leave that boy singing that la la la
If he keep on talking that ra ra ra
Then he gonna go and get pop pop popped
Your bitch she a treesh she all over my cock
And she steady suckin' fuckin' on the block
I'm getting money I'm getting a lot
Speed off in the Jag we go straight out the lot
Yeah if that boy keep talking that shit imma shoot at his house and make sure I won't Miss
Imma give him that lag with a glitch on my wrist
If you wanna kill me then keep you a blick
Yeah Im not gonna calm down
You and your whole gang getting run down
We pull up to the party we pop out
And we finna shut the whole block down yeah