The Invitation

Grrrrrrr...

I had five hundred grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags

Four hundred benz eight-thousand in cash

Then the ball dropped, gun popped, banks got blast

I make it so hot, one shot'll melt your ass

Got popped up, probably till my eyes turned red

Told myself in the mirror nigga you ain't dead

I'm far from eccentric I'm so psychotic

I don't need you to shoot for me nigga I got it

When you see me in the hood muhfucker don't talk to me

'Less you wan' talk about usin' a hawk for me

When al blew black away I had 'um on some stupid shit

Then my rap shit worked, now I'm super stupid rich

All I do is stunt now, I'm so maybach

There I go frontin' again I meant to say laid back

Go ahead move wreckless get banged for necklace

I serve 'um with the semi feed 'um a clip for breakfast..

You want some, come get some..

Nigga it's murder one when I toss my gun..

You might see me let it off you might see me run..

But you won't see shit time the police come, huh..

You want some, come get some..

Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun..

I jus' squeeze and squeeze till the whole clip done..

You jus' bleed and bleed till the police come, huh..

You want some..

I got a eighth of dope left, half a pound of purple

Shooters in my circle, try me I let 'um murk you

Got more guns than a gun store, beefin' what you want boy

You wan' be nice to me, you wan' shoot dice with me

You want a ace on purpose, why you so nervous

Nigga we from the same hood, we come from the same shit

You got gonorrhea too we fucked with the same bitch

Gettin' money is necessary so me I'm a visionary

And I'm sayin' that house, should be a crackhouse

Now see it how I see it, or I bring the straps out

The tech and the mack out, the sig and the taurus

The coke and that heckler, then nigga we warin'

I let my pistol speak for me and all of 'um foreign

Click clack, comprende, I'm criminal minded

Toss money in the sewer, bet nobody find it

Till it's rusty and fucked up, forensics have fun..

You want some, come get some..

Nigga it's murder one when I toss my gun..

You might see me let it off you might see me run..

But you won't see shit time the police come.. Huh..

You want some, come get some..

Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun..

I jus' squeeze and squeeze till the whole clip done..

You jus' bleed and bleed till the police come.. Huh..

You want some..

Come get it I'm strapped now I'm with it.. Come get it..

Huh, you want some..

Come get it I'm strapped now I'm with it..

Fuck

That nigga..

Huh, you want some..