Yo, Listen
Perkin' a Houston Rocket
I'm tryna score on they Nets until they all drop I ain't ever stoppin'
Let off like 76 with 13 blicks shooting like I'm Harden
But I ain't switching on my team
Watch his blood pour out like it's lean
Pop out the cut it's a DOA scene
Yeah that's dead on arrival
I wouldn't wish jail on my rivals
I hope that they all stay free so I see 'em on roads and leave 'em all deceased
Now everybody wanna rap
But them lyrics they all be cap
Like how did you come up with that
Fiction stories all up in they tracks
How you claiming a nigga that you never met
Swear the Vern yutes lost their heads
Tryna tweak with me bro put him to bed
Niggas don't get ratings in they ends
But you wanna make tracks 'bout lobby's
Lil boys had me laughing to death
I suggest you find a new hobby 'fore you kids get shot in your head
They say DQ a small nigga
My bullets don't care if you 8 feet tall nigga
Leave brains on the wall nigga
Wheel out let it off we don't make no call nigga
Like why are these fuck niggas rappin'
You should be on the R.O blastin'
Your homie got turned to a package
Catch me a opp he'll need more than a bandage
Perkin' a Houston Rocket
I'm tryna score on they Nets until they all drop I ain't ever stoppin'
Let off like 76 with 13 blicks shooting like I'm Harden
But I ain't switching on my team
Watch his blood pour out like it's lean
Pop out the cut it's a DOA scene
Yeah that's dead on arrival
I wouldn't wish jail on my rivals
I hope that they all stay free so I see 'em on roads and leave 'em all deceased
Now everybody wanna rap
But them lyrics they all be cap
Like how did you come up with that
Fiction stories all up in they tracks
Tell the opps don't kill my vibe
They can't talk they don't even ride the innocent hits don't count as a slide
I ain't the type to lie if you ran me down then you would've died
It would've been long live Zi
You niggas should stay inside
Cause you don't want your mama to cry
Gotta get it how you can
My bro might steal a sedan then go to Niagara and flip it for bands
My yawdie don't fuck with guns he'll kidnap a nigga and chop off his hands
The youngins know I'm the man they eyes light up when I walk right past
But I pray they don't follow my path
Perkin' a Houston Rocket
I'm tryna score on they Nets until they all drop I ain't ever stoppin'
Let off like 76 with 13 blicks shooting like I'm Harden
But I ain't switching on my team
Watch his blood pour out like it's lean
Pop out the cut it's a DOA scene
Yeah that's dead on arrival
I wouldn't wish jail on my rivals
I hope that they all stay free so I see 'em on roads and leave 'em all deceased
Now everybody wanna rap
But them lyrics they all be cap
Like how did you come up with that
Fiction stories all up in they tracks