Aunty Lisa

[Intro]

Drugrixh, drugrixh

Drugrixh, drugrixh

[Verse 1]

I cook dope then serve auntie no matter what

All my junkies love me

I’m in the hood I’m cool with the customers you a broke nigga you too dusty the narcs on my ass they can’t touch me he got away when we slid that little nigga lucky

I’ll accept all smoke I ain’t ducking nothing my mind to my money I ain’t worried about fucking finesse my plug out a whole dozen I took the work and ain’t bring him back nothing you know you ain’t in the streets nigga stop bluffing you used your daddy guns to go hunting auntie [?]

Got damn papi yo bag humongous

Trampolines in this bitch the way the trap be jumping

I get that work gone like it’s nothing I sold a 31 I ain’t even touch it I’m a OG in my hood you little buster 30 Chains on me like busta and if you reach for one of these bitches I’ll up it they should’ve told you I ain’t the one to fuck with feel like MC Hammer they can’t touch me

I jump off the top rope Spike Dudley keep the glick

Cause this shit can get ugly

[Interlude: Barbara Mason]

Moments like this

Moments like this

Moments like this

Moments like this

[Verse 2]

I up that stick if a nigga try me

I ain’t never scared to catch a body

My brothers on go and I know they bout it

We shoot as areas we don’t care if they crowded

Ever since a little nigga you know I’ve been wilding

My momma just moved out of public houses

Still selling food stamps cause I know she ain’t got it

I don’t know where I’ll be without dope and robbing

I pop percs everyday they wanna know my problem

I got the Glock I don’t want no revolver

And if you get too close imma rob you

Momma looked me in my face and said “I’m just like my father”

She can see this shit all in my eyes she knew what I’ll be she wasn’t surprised she pray everyday that I don’t die she know I’m good I got this 45

They ask me “How the fuck I’m traumatize”

When I was four I seen a homicide

Imma shoot yo your block I don’t give a fuck who die

I ain’t letting shit go I got too much pride

“They say I don’t trap” they a damn lie I don’t blend in

I stand out Glock 17 take ya man out you smoking

Shut the fuck up I’m on live

These niggas know how the fuck I get down

Bitch when you walking look down these Mason margielas not up towns I don’t want a plane Jain

Bust down plug call me when it touch down

She ain’t wanna fuck then but I’m up now

[Outro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah