Alira! (feat. DaesDesires)

(Bitch, no way)
They cant hang you know I'm taxing shit ain't free
Roll a 3.5 in a wood I hit it before I go to sleep
Baby girl they're really ain't no you and me
Still get up early in the morning
You know I got places to be
Bitch I got money on that line no I cant go
I ain't even tax him for the dope he fucked up bout a ho
And me and mines we good we never break the code
If they talking out they neck
We give em five and six some more
If she ain't talking that good shit baby girl get out my phone
Real chicken chaser I got racks they stashed inside that home
Scoped the scene and when and bopped him with a drone
Ain't got no friends no more I told them leave me lone
I was fucked up bout this music shit I did it on my own
Couple bro's thought they was real but they was snaking all along
Mama told me have that safety with that chrome
If they ain't one of mines you know I get em gone
Know I'm sleeping safe got missile launchers by my side
I don't feel no weight just answer why you rock with me
I had cut my dreads had seen my face and start to smile
I don't ask her why told her eat her broccoli
I don't speak no English I speak purely guapanese
Some where out in Turkish going on a shopping spree
Niggas stand they ground no we don't never cop a plea
Altercation we could strike and but he ain't wake up coma
Spin yo block and hear that bitch that shit go wake yo home up
Think you tuff cause you got guns and we got missiles so what
Walk in the section with my dog his ass got sick and tore up
This some shit I cant describe his ass got mutilated
We hang that nigga on a pole we go humiliate em
Only talk to my day ones cause I cant deal with strangers
I'm in the club I'm clutching pole but I don't feel no danger