Yesterday

I got a low tolerance for bitch n*ggas,
Yesterday he was rich,
Now he just a dead bitch n*gga,
Count my n*ggas slidin,
Now they need pallbearers
Hail Mary I’m the quarterback,
I’m bombin on these bitch n*ggas,
Ay,
F*ck that n*gga gang,
My n*ggas really with the shits,
Help my dog through the graveyard,
Find his ass and take a shit,
Talk all that gangsta shit until my n*ggas shoot you in ya shit,
Tornado kidd defensive coordinator,
F*ck round and send a blitz n*gga,
That’s another dead bitch n*gga,
Only time will tell,
My killer bust ya head when I say shit,
Like Simon says,
Price tag
He got ten on his head,
Shawty dimed his ass,
My n*gga died I cried,
I swear to god I ain’t stop cryin yet,
Bitch I don’t trick,
I spend my money promoting violence,
Yeah,
Hit a moving target don’t take nothin but perfect timing,
This n*gga been shot at a thousand times,
This pussy n*gga keep dodging,
We goin pull up,
Hrrrr hrrrr hrrrrr,
This n*gga dodged a switch,
N*gga I’m the shit like I’m in the bathroom and I ain’t gotta piss,
My momma know her son retarded he ain’t got no sense,
My momma and my daddy had all boys,
N*gga not a bitch,
Hot grease on the stove in the kitchen,
Tornado poppin shit,
All them n*ggas brains on the dashboard it’s just common sense

Alexa,
Turn on whatever song the killers play before they stretch some,

Man down,
Let’s see who’s next up
Everybodys gotta day
But yours is coming faster
Go get a pastor