Cxution - Super Fried Lyrics

Ima catch a Homicide
Ima catch a Homi'
Ima catch a Homi
Ima catch a Homi
Run down with that tommy
All y'all boys my sons and I'm f*cking on ya mommy
Uh, She eat dat dick like ramen
Eat dat dick like ramen
Yea, She eat dat dick like ramen
Eat dat dick like
Draco turn you zombie
Walk down with no problem
Walk down on det
Walk down, I'm a problem
I might name her throat Osama
Cuz that bitch be blowin'
Cuz that bitch be blowin'
Cuz that bitch be
Hold up, where you going
Every opp we walkin' down
He switched up, can't come around
Me and Jay, we smoked a pound
Only thing we smoke is loud
I can't hear nobody
Told that boy to pipe it down
No, you not nobody
Bitch, I be sick
Making these hits
Glock .26 with a hunnit round stick
Enemies lurking, they hoping I slip
Stacking my paper, my hustle legit
I'm on the throne, I'm running this shit
Came from the bottom, now look where I sit
Keep it tight, but I never lose grip
Goyard the bag, I keep in the coupe
Sipping the red, I keep me the blues
Sliding around in a two door coupe
I went off white, Louis suit
He talk down like, who is you
Pussy think he bullet proof
Pussy think he
Pussy think he
Switches, they go through you
Can't trade lives, no mewtwo
Mac ten, it abuse you
And yo gun go pew, pew
So High I got two views
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm above you niggas
You don't bust no triggers
Get your bitch she tigger
I'm on Pluto, wicked, wicked
See my coupe, she pick it
And she wanna take a ride
You talk down, We talking lives
Me and Jay, we f*cking fried
Two white bitches on the side
He told he was up, He lied
I told her to hop in my ride
F*ck all you little bitches, they mine
Me and C, we Super Fried
In the room, we be so high
Why did you have to go lie
Why did you have to go lie