Laced

Bitches call it petty till they end up in the cemetery
Youngins run up on em, get to sparkin'
An obituary's all that's left of brody
Tears around the crematory
Make sure everybody know me
I do what the reaper showed me
Pistol whippin' pussy bitches on my momma they gon' die
Struttin' actin like they gonna scam a dealer on a dime
I stare em in the eyes n' tell 'em the news that there's no place to hide
I been here done it cracked them bones, bent them toes, no going home
My blunts be laced in crack cocaine
All these bitches actin' like they wanna have it
Well clap clap clap clap clap bitch
I just wanna see that ass bitch
Don't be playin' shit
I just want my blunts laced in coke bitch
All my gang look that bitch, got em feelin' like a jit
Laced blunts all in my crib betta' come in quick