"ITCHIN'" lyrics

Okay I pull up to your spot, and I'm like homie what's up
Kick your door in like the swat team yelling bitch open up
I woke up, and chose violence and I don't give a fuck
Know I keep that blade tucked and it's just itching to cut

Okay I pull up to your spot, and I'm like homie what's up
Kick your door in like the swat team yelling bitch open up
I woke up and chose violence and I don't give a fuck
Know I keep that blade tucked and it's just itching to cut

You would probably see me burst if I walked into a church
I been cursed since my birth, in the dark's where I lurk
I don't wanna converse, yeah I'm causing them hurt
Point them out, serving murder who's the first to get murked

Spot a motherfucker trying to run up with a gun
I ran a sword up in his stomach, then I put him in the dirt
Ain't nobody really fucking with the God
I gotta be the one to get em, I'ma kill them, put them in a hearse
Yeah you don't really wanna be the one to go and set me off
I'm boutta snap and I'ma leave you dead on the curb
I'm back with a vengeance, packing a weapon bitch
I'm never lacking when I'm rapping a verse

Cut your trigger finger off with my damn blade
I can't wait to wipe that stupid smirk off your damn face
Cut your trigger finger off with my damn blade
I can't wait to wipe that stupid smirk off your damn face

Okay I pull up to your spot, and I'm like homie what's up
Kick your door in like the swat team yelling bitch open up
I woke up and chose violence and I don't give a fuck
Know I keep that blade tucked and It's just itching to cut

Okay I pull up to your spot, and I'm like homie what's up
Kick your door in like the swat team yelling bitch open up
I woke up and chose violence and I don't give a fuck
Know I keep that blade tucked and it's just itching to cut