Cousins

DJ on the beat so it's a banger I'm like fuck it, I ain't ducking, if it's war, it's bustin' You claim this shit but ain't outside, boy, we on your cousin Heard your OG just got married, boy, we on her husband Hope you niggas brought your guns 'cause we brought a dozen See, I be thirsty, I be lurking, I'm a savage with it It's levels to this drilling shit and I'm not average with it I put my eyes on a nigga, then I'm bound to get him I catch your ass up in that ocean, then you drownin' with him Like fuck it, it's bustin', one of my opps my cousin I tell him stay up out the way, he with them opps, I'm uppin' I'm uppin' then dumpin', that four-five get to bustin' Now they get police rushin', rolled him up in a Creme Russian Russian Creme, that's what you mean, bitch, I put on for my team Me and Von just popped a bean, ready for 'bout anything Traffic in that Trackhawk, run and get your ass caught Don't know what your ass thought, this fight gon' be your last fault Glock-22, it hold a fifty and a thirty (Fifty shots) They just took Four-Oh, it made me thirsty, ain't no mercy I don't want no Xan', pop his ass like a Perky Nina on his ass, bad bitch, she be twerkin' I'm like fuck it, I ain't ducking, if it's war, it's bustin' You claim this shit but ain't outside, boy, we on your cousin Heard your OG just got married, boy, we on her husband Hope you niggas brought your guns 'cause we brought a dozen See, I be thirsty, I be lurking, I'm a savage with it It's levels to this drilling shit and I'm not average with it I put my eyes on a nigga, then I'm bound to get him I catch your ass up in that ocean, then you drownin' with him See Von been coolin', doin' music, gettin' bands and shit Gettin' high and gettin' fly with my Amiri pants and shit I think that nigga think I'm sweet 'cause I got fans and shit Body count like 24, boy, who you playin' with? I see him tweetin' on the 'Gram but I ain't sayin' shit I'm outside his auntie crib, that's who he stayin' with I hope TeeTee went to work 'cause I be slayin' shit Smokin' bitches and niggas, can't tell the difference Now here he go, I catch him comin' from the store He lookin' down, he puttin' his keys up in his door Now he look up, but he too late, I'm at his throat Auntie got home and it was brains up on the floor I'm like fuck it, I ain't ducking, if it's war, it's bustin' You claim this shit but ain't outside, boy, we on your cousin Heard your OG just got married, boy, we on her husband Hope you niggas brought your guns 'cause we brought a dozen See, I be thirsty, I be lurking, I'm a savage with it It's levels to this drilling shit and I'm not average with it I put my eyes on a nigga, then I'm bound to get him I catch your ass up in that ocean, then you drownin' with him