Текст песни Devils - Teller Bank$ , Johnny Marz

Anti social
I don't know you
What you want from me?
I been posted at the crib
It's like a gallery
Packs be in and out it's like a factory
Smoking loud then I relax real causally
Going super
Tote a ruger
An introducer
I ain't a user
That boy a loser
Up with the roosters
I'm with the shooters
What'd you do sir?
Making sure I give back to the family
Making moves I'm hoping that they're proud of me
All their blessings causing others tragedy
Pullin' up you better have a bag for me
It's what it has to be
I'm on ecstasy
Sippin' Hennessy
She wanna pleasure me
I been cooking
They been looking
For the recipe
I been cooking
They been looking
Like the enemy

Outside with them outside niggas
My niggas ride with it
By my side nigga
Wanna die
This a homicide
If a nigga slide
On
Me and my
No
Ain't no time for no stupid shit
I'm smoking stupid shit
I'm smoking super shit
This smoke is super thick
I got that super soaker creeping' slow
I'll spray a nigga grill
Ain't no way to live
But I bet I make this shit look good then a mufuckin' mufucka
Ay
I'm on the block and I'm clocking it
Niggas actin' I'm doin' the opposite
I give a fuck bout sum oppositions
I was whippin' out my only pot to piss in
Had to plot the vision
Had my momma trippin'
I was really trippin'
I was really out here gettin' gettin' to it
Moving two a days
Niggas movin' units
Nigga really doing shit
I'm really uh