ZETTA THE ILL MINDED

Light up the green and take off, lyrics tip of my tongue
When i’m high, words just blurt out when i hit the blunt
Catch me blunted, i’m stunting all over your bitch
Keeping the blade, it’s still tucked in my hip

I cut down your bitch, don’t wanna hear shit
Please keep it quiet or zetta gon flip
And kill everybody that’s up in this shit
Bullets flying through everybody gettin hit

So maybe next time consider a damn vest
Cuz when shit pop off, the bullets aim for your chest
Still i never said that i was a damn vet
Cuz i’m cutting you open and pull your spine from your chest

I’m just one step away from murder
One fucking hoе i curve her
Said fuck your bro, i’ll murk ya
ILL MINDED, we gon cursе ya

Aiming at your motherfucking wig
Zetta coming for your fucking shit
You still lane changing, like a fucking bitch
ILL MINDED we gon end your fucking shit