"thc vape" lyrics

Do not fuckin' grab me, you gon' get killed, perm'
Do not fuckin' grab on me, do not fuckin' grab on my chain
Made my blicky pop, bust a brain
Can't put that cup down, Dave Blunts
Nigga finna run down with a mask
Twelve to my ring, bitch, it was gas
And I got a Striker whip, and I crash
And my racks through my pants, they hella sagged
Shoot yo face, shoot yo mustache
Show my blicks, all them boys scared of buzz-pack
You ain't know shit, you a librarian
Havin' mob sticks, I'm a custodian
Get his ass [?], I'm a rodent
Get the snakes out, Staminator
Got all the guns up, got—
Got all the guns up, got all the guns up
When I [?], I put the blunt up
Pussy-ass nigga cap, that nigga Perc'd up
I had tried to hide my sticks inside my bookbag
Put my drank aside, double cup, I be pissy as fuck
Ah, and they tried it, and they taxin', fuckin' pat you off
I just let a ho know, "I'm here to fuck," then I just get out the door
Drugs got you down bad, you can't even—
Drop the window, see number flame
Black truck, you don't see none with chains
For the cap pack, niggas bust in yo brain
Geeked up, walk inside, get an alphabet