Original Silence (feat. Mack Maine)

I'm so twisted

Lil tunechi in this bitch tell them hoes I'm ready

Them niggas pissed off, call em r. Kelly

I'm higher than a bitch, I smoke that keisha, frank and effy

Man, all of these broads on my johnson like betsy

Got a card in my pocket blacker than that nigga wesley

Life is a bitch? Well, my bitch is sexy

First I'm on a jet, and then I'm on a jet ski

I make these female dogs heel like giuseppes

Man, you be poppin shit, and I be poppin off

I'm full of alcohol like a cotton ball

I just pick em up and mr. G just drop em off

I serve these hoes mr. Volleyball

Spikes on my shoes, thats them lou-bs

I'm on my ps & qs, smokin qps

Nigga, I'm chillin catch a cool breeze

Ill build a tree house if money grow on trees

Fuck with me wrong, ill send your head to your mama

Death bed, nigga, where the fuck is your pyjamas?

Blood all day, period, no commas

Everybody tryna watch, but I'm timeless

Dark ass shades, I cant see them haters

Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter

I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt

Bitch I'm on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked

Got a silencer on the gun that bitch go pew

That bitch go pew, that bitch go pew

Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go pew

Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too

Bitch I'm from new orleans, rest in peace magnolia shorty

And I come from hollygrove, that bitch is wild as a safari

I go stupid, I go retarded, the grass is greener in my garden

Swagger meaner than the warden pow! Iow! pow! I aint with arguing

Leave a nigga leakin, if you scared go see the deacon

Got a silencer on the gun but them bullets still speakin

Got a buncha bitches tweakin, to tell me all of their secrets

And if I get in that pussy, I'm on her walls like graffiti

You a dead pita bread, youre a fed ass nigga

I'm on my vampire, bloody red flag nigga

Fuckin with lil tunechi, get your head smashed nigga

Hit you dead on the money, call that dead cash nigga

And its party time, excellent, waynes world

Party time, excellent, waynes world

Tonight ill probly fuck another nigga girl

Party time, excellent, waynes world

Dark ass shades, I cant see them haters

Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter

I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt

Bitch I'm on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked

Got a silencer on the gun that bitch go pew

That bitch go pew, that bitch go pew

Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go pew

Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too

[Mack maine]

Mack in this bitch, tell them hoes I'm bout it

These niggas sweet, a bunch of fuckin brownies

The fuck you talkin bout? I'm a g like a thousand

I'm on my one two, and bitch I'm still countin

You niggas got problems, well I got bigger problems

My guns all black, make me bring the nigga out em

You dont want that, homie

Plus I got that pick-up on me, finger fuck nina, she horny

You wont see tomorrow morning, nigga

We so fuckin cold, young money, money old

Life is full of choices and your bitch chose, nigga

I'm so hollygrove, fuck them other niggas

And if the guns strong ill paint a fucking picture

You know what I'm on, a bag of that strong

You know where I'm going, bitch, I'm goin, goin, gone!

Nigga, holla at your boy, I dont give a fuck

Got a silencer on the gun, make me shut you niggas up

Dark ass shades, I cant see them haters

Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter

I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt

Bitch I'm on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked

Got a silencer on the gun that bitch go pew

That bitch go pew, that bitch go pew

Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go pew

Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too