"Million Off Slips" lyrics
(feat. Cyraq)
(Dada, run that shit up)
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz!)
[Punchmade Dev:]
Beat up the road, just me and Siri, I'm makin' a mil' off slips
Rap shit gettin' old, fuck doin' a show, I'm forever gon' live like this
These niggas lyin' like they took somethin' from me, and that shit kinda lame
I'm wreakin' havoc behind my chain, I want blood spilled, the day I even mention this shit
I'll pay, go get him, roll down the window, catch him and drench him
I don't care if I'm doin' the most, turn him to a ghost, erase his ass right out the picture
Tweakin' with me come with permanent naps, don't get rolled up in a permanent swisher
Out with his brains, all over the streets, the ambulance gotta come pick up a nigga
I'm an internet reaper, behind the scenes I got the industry scared of me
I'll wipe a rap nigga clean off the internet, end his career, then take it and bury it
Y'all got ten niggas inside of that crib, all payin' the rent, y'all broke and sharin' it
I really love what I do, I'll take my MSR out on a date, and marry it
I wore the pockets out in my AMIRIs, the pape' won't fit, I guess I gotta carry it
You bought a chain that you no longer have, how the fuck does it feel seein' someone else wearin' it?
Wait 'til the smoke die down, get up within three months later, he thought we was sparin' him
They blew his bitch-ass off the porch, y'all had to go grab his body and carry him
[Cyraq:]
Uh, let's shoot that ho, and then bury him
Spin through the 4, and delete me a character, bitch (Pop, pop)
Bullets connect like Bluetooth, smokin' on niggas, I'm pairin' 'em (And I'm pairin' 'em)
Get to shootin' like [?], flash, nigga I carried him (Bow)
Your brother got smoked, soon as he said he was smokin' on drugs, shit, and tears (Tears)
Pu-Punch Gang ain't doin' no punchin', I go out to eat with the Drac' when I'm lunchin' (Bow, bow)
She get scared just like Halloween, when hollows and beams go through a nigga pumpkin (Go through a nigga pumpkin)
That nigga blockin', Call of Duty CDM, spin back on your ho, I'm a CD pimp (Skrrt, skrrt)
Spin through, the niggas tryna leave some spilled, everybody remember that [?] limp (Hahaha)
Put a nigga up like a TV lift, work-out with that boy and get a PE kill (Bow)
I killed that thing on a tape, one month later, I'ma get me a EP kill (EP kill)
I'm on with a rabbit for real, these niggas got a deal, and can't see me steal (Can't see me steal)
Nobody wanna pick me for the kill, they scared to be on that mission for real (Scared-ass niggas)
[Punchmade Dev:]
Beat up the road, just me and Siri, I'm makin' a mil' off slips
Rap shit gettin' old, fuck doin' a show, I'm forever gon' live like this
These niggas lyin' like they took somethin' from me, and that shit kinda lame
I'm wreakin' havoc behind my chain, I want blood spilled, the day I even mention this shit
I'll pay, go get him, roll down the window, catch him and drench him
I don't care if I'm doin' the most, turn him to a ghost, erase his ass right out the picture
Tweakin' with me come with permanent naps, don't get rolled up in a permanent swisher
Out with his brains, all over the streets, the ambulance gotta come pick up a nigga
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz!)
[Punchmade Dev:]
Beat up the road, just me and Siri, I'm makin' a mil' off slips
Rap shit gettin' old, fuck doin' a show, I'm forever gon' live like this
These niggas lyin' like they took somethin' from me, and that shit kinda lame
I'm wreakin' havoc behind my chain, I want blood spilled, the day I even mention this shit
I'll pay, go get him, roll down the window, catch him and drench him
I don't care if I'm doin' the most, turn him to a ghost, erase his ass right out the picture
Tweakin' with me come with permanent naps, don't get rolled up in a permanent swisher
Out with his brains, all over the streets, the ambulance gotta come pick up a nigga
I'm an internet reaper, behind the scenes I got the industry scared of me
I'll wipe a rap nigga clean off the internet, end his career, then take it and bury it
Y'all got ten niggas inside of that crib, all payin' the rent, y'all broke and sharin' it
I really love what I do, I'll take my MSR out on a date, and marry it
I wore the pockets out in my AMIRIs, the pape' won't fit, I guess I gotta carry it
You bought a chain that you no longer have, how the fuck does it feel seein' someone else wearin' it?
Wait 'til the smoke die down, get up within three months later, he thought we was sparin' him
They blew his bitch-ass off the porch, y'all had to go grab his body and carry him
[Cyraq:]
Uh, let's shoot that ho, and then bury him
Spin through the 4, and delete me a character, bitch (Pop, pop)
Bullets connect like Bluetooth, smokin' on niggas, I'm pairin' 'em (And I'm pairin' 'em)
Get to shootin' like [?], flash, nigga I carried him (Bow)
Your brother got smoked, soon as he said he was smokin' on drugs, shit, and tears (Tears)
Pu-Punch Gang ain't doin' no punchin', I go out to eat with the Drac' when I'm lunchin' (Bow, bow)
She get scared just like Halloween, when hollows and beams go through a nigga pumpkin (Go through a nigga pumpkin)
That nigga blockin', Call of Duty CDM, spin back on your ho, I'm a CD pimp (Skrrt, skrrt)
Spin through, the niggas tryna leave some spilled, everybody remember that [?] limp (Hahaha)
Put a nigga up like a TV lift, work-out with that boy and get a PE kill (Bow)
I killed that thing on a tape, one month later, I'ma get me a EP kill (EP kill)
I'm on with a rabbit for real, these niggas got a deal, and can't see me steal (Can't see me steal)
Nobody wanna pick me for the kill, they scared to be on that mission for real (Scared-ass niggas)
[Punchmade Dev:]
Beat up the road, just me and Siri, I'm makin' a mil' off slips
Rap shit gettin' old, fuck doin' a show, I'm forever gon' live like this
These niggas lyin' like they took somethin' from me, and that shit kinda lame
I'm wreakin' havoc behind my chain, I want blood spilled, the day I even mention this shit
I'll pay, go get him, roll down the window, catch him and drench him
I don't care if I'm doin' the most, turn him to a ghost, erase his ass right out the picture
Tweakin' with me come with permanent naps, don't get rolled up in a permanent swisher
Out with his brains, all over the streets, the ambulance gotta come pick up a nigga
